. OW!" Shriek!" RATBASTARD!! ... You too, Doc! Goddamn! that hurts." CHARLIE! YOU WILL NOT NAME ... OH FUCK!... Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, MY LITTLE GIR... AFTER YOUR MOTHER!!" HER NAME IS MARY ANNE ... SEE TO IT!! You fucker!"There was a ton more and Grace and I treasured every single word. Adult words we knew we could use ... if we were just a little older.Lucile was admitted ... with a bad stomach ache at noon of New Years Eve, Friday, December 31, 1954.She was diagnosed with acute appendicitis. "Jeff heard her voice speaking at a distance. That wasn't her voice, she realised. That was Bill in her body. Her eyes snapped open to see Quince and her old body standing over her. She had fallen asleep and wasted her one opportunity!Quince smiled coldly at Jeff, "Come on. It's time for our little chat."Jeff climbed unsteadily to her feet. Bill escorted her out into the main room. There was a camp bed in the middle of the room. Quince gestured Jeff to go and sit on it. Jeff did as she was. I lay my head on his chest and I realize his heart is beating too. I decide it’s his turn to go crazy so I start kissing him, and kiss my way down his neck and chest. My hand gently moves down his stomach and between his legs. He’s already rock hard, so I gently squeeze it and start rubbing softly up and down. I crouch between his legs and lean over and lick the head. Instantly his hands are in my hair. I lick down the bottom of his dick and suck one of his balls into my mouth, let it go and. I laid back down and turned around to kiss his forehead. I ruffled my fingers through his course and curly hair. He grumbled and hid his face making me chuckle. What time is it? he grumbled into the sheets. I reached for my phone one the nightstand and clicked on a button. The screen lit up brightly. 7:00 am. Thats soo early, he whined. I laughed and got up and out of bed. I put on a silky robe that reached the floor and pulled apart the curtains letting the sun to shine through the window in.