Gays of Our Lives: Book 4 (Chapter 76-100)

by Mike

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Scene 1: Edward’s POV

Hastings House, Near St. James’ Park

The beginning of my day had begun with such promise. I was certain by the end of the night I would have been fucking a married man instead I learned too late that I had buried my cock inside a different man. From the moment I had laid my eyes upon Michael Chandler I desired to be with him. I didn’t even care that he was married. Why should I care? It didn’t matter to me that he had a wedding band on his finger because I was determined to have him, to feel his supple body beneath me, to make love to me. That is why I resorted to blackmail to get him into my bed. When I came home to find what appeared to be Michael naked in my bed with his ass just waiting to be pounded I assumed he had come to his senses.

Imagine my surprise when I learned the guy I had been making sweet passionate love to was not Michael at but some complete stranger. I was furious at being tricked; all I could see was red. All I wanted was sweet revenge. I wanted revenge on not only the imposter who had made me believe I was fucking the man of my dreams, but also on all those who had prevented me from fulfilling what I wanted most. As the night drew to a close I took my revenge on the imposter’s ass repeatedly fucking him hard and rough with no remorse. When I tired I turned him (I later learned his name was James) over to my faithful servants Ahmed, Ajax, and Kye, who were more than happy to take turns pounding his hole raw. They no doubt relished the fact that they could top for a change rather then be my cum dumpster for another night. Ajax’s plump ass looked delicious as he thrusted his cock in and out of James well-fucked hole.

I enjoyed watching my boys fuck the living daylights out of the man who had wronged me. I jerked my thick cock as I watched them wreck his hole, it made me so hard to watch the act. I was ready to go again when the jerk suddenly jumped off the bed and ran out the door. Still half-naked we ran after him but he managed to run right out the front door. I kept yelling at my minions telling them to catch him but it was to no avail. He was running for his life; who wouldn’t when confronted with the realization that they would be a sex slave forever.

We chased him through London but he managed to give us the slip somewhere in the seedier part of London, an area frequented by prostitutes, pimps and drug dealers.

“Boss it looks like we lost him.” Kye exclaimed as we walked back to my family’s London residence, Hastings House.

“No shit Sherlock!” I yelled, infuriated that James had managed to escape me when I had vowed to make him my personal sex slave. “Obviously we lost him, unless you see another naked man running around here.”

“How could he have gotten away? How could he have escaped from us? We need to find him now!”

“Edward you need to relax.” Ahmed blurted. “That guy is as good as dead. He’s an American so there is no way he will be able to find his way through town, especially these parts. Seeing as he’s completely naked with a nice juicy ass like that and covered in cum he’ll wind up in the clutches of some ass-hungry pervert. The men in these parts are famous for turning out foreigners and making them sex toys.”

“How dare you address me?!” I roared as slapped Ahmed in his face with my open hand. “You are a servant. You do not address me or speak unless I speak to you. Nor do you speak to me using my given name, it is Lord Wilton or Master to you.”

“Boss by the end of the night his ass will be as wide as the Thames.” Ajax laughed.

“That is exactly what I do not want to happen. I do not want every cock in London inside his tight hole. He is MY sex slave that means that he doesn’t get fucked without my permission.” I snapped. “I think I shall have to teach you both a lesson in opening your mouth without my permission.”

“I think I shall have to stuff your mouths with my cock. That will teach you to open it.” I chuckled. “How does that sound to you?”

“That sounds wonderful Master, we live to serve you.” Ajax replied. My other two sex toys nodded in agreement, they were eager to stay in my good graces.

After we lost James we made our way back to my family’s residence in order to plot out a plan to enact my revenge.

“Master, what do you want us to do?” Kye asked meekly. He was the most obedient of my slaves, the one whose ass my cock had been inside the most.

“I want you to go to Claridge’s at once. I want you to bring Michael here to me, I don’t care what you have to do just bring him here. He can come willingly or he can come by force. Just make sure he gets here. NOW.”

They turned to leave, but I stopped them. “You two may go, but Ahmed will remain here. Its time I teach him who is the master and who is the slave.”

“Yes master,” Ahmed sighed as he stepped back. Once we had seen Kye and Ajax off, Ahmed and I walked back inside. Once we were safely behind closed doors I ordered Ahmed to follow me into the parlour. “I want you to get on your knees and I want you to suck my cock until you gag.”

“I’m going to teach you what happens when you address me without my permission. You won’t open your mouth again to second guess me. But you will most definitely open it to suck the entire length of my dick.”

You better suck my dick hard and get it nice and wet…Because while the others our looking for the whereabouts of my new fucktoy and his friends you are going to be my bitch. I’m going to fuck you raw.”

“Tell me how much you want my big fat cock in your mouth?”

“Master Edward I want you…..I need you to stuff my face with that fat cock. Fill my insides with your hot cum, master.”

“Beg me.”

“Please master fuck my mouth. Please fuck my mouth. Please Master.” He begged.

I didn’t want to keep him waiting or begging no matter how much I loved hearing my slaves call me master so I unzipped my pants and pulled my throbbing cock out. I slapped my cock against his face before I shoved it down his throat. I didn’t waste any time waiting for him to adjust to the size of my manhood in his throat. No I didn’t waste time when it came to getting off.

He started gagging a little so I allowed him come up for air for a just a bit. This allowed him the time to wrap his hands around my thick dick. Leaning in he pushed back my foreskin and kissed the head of my cock before he started licking around the bulbous head before he suddenly stopped.

“Come on slave, don’t just look at the damn thing…….Get those lips back around my dick and start sucking. Come on suck my dick.”

“Master it’s been a while since I had this big piece of meat in my mouth. I’ve got to get used to it.”

“Don’t worry slave. You and the rest of my minions are all going to get a must needed lesson in cock-sucking. Starting with you.”

“Master I love your dick. It’s so beautiful, an absolutely gorgeous uncut cock.” He said as he squeezed my cock hard with his hand. “I love sucking your dick master.” He grinned.

“Slave if you want to suck it, then get those pretty lips around my cock and start sucking.” I growled. He was doing entirely too much talking when he should have been sucking and gagging on my dick.

Taking matters into my own hands literally I grabbed hold of my cock, taking aim I slid my cock back down his throat. Pushing my cock into that musclebound bearded stud was wonderful sight. I should take some pictures for later when I want to beat my meat.

Ahmed started licking up and down my shaft as I plunged inch after inch of my hardening cock down his mouth. I had forgotten how good this particular slave was with his mouth that was until he started doing fantastic things with that tongue of his. First he licked the head of my cock, sticking his tongue in my pee slit, then he started sucking and licking up a storm covering my cock with saliva.

As he continued sucking on my prick, Ahmed started bobbing his head up and down on my thick dick, his spit coated my shaft. Finally when my balls were slapping up against his face we gained a rhythm as he started deep throating my manhood. I loved watching that musclebound hunk bobbing his face in and out of my crotch. His lips spread wide by my fat cock.

As I closed my eyes Ahmed sucked on my dick hard. My thoughts went elsewhere I has I imagined Michael sucking on my dick with those pretty lips of his. I’m going to make it a reality, those sweet lips of his are going to be around my dick. Just you wait and I don’t care if he has a husband or not. I’m going to fuck him and I am going to fuck him hard.

“Oh yeah, Oh yeah, oh yeah.”

“Oh yes!”

I was thoroughly enjoying Ahmed’s sucking on my cock when we were suddenly interrupted by a noise. It was a commotion of some kind. I didn’t have time to pull my leaking cock out of Ahmed’s wet mouth when I turned to see what it was.

"Boss!"

Scene 2: Mike’s POV

Chandler Jet, Somewhere over the English Channel

After the plane had taken off Eric and I retired to one of the sleeping cabins. We stripped our clothes and climbed into bed. We slept naked in that bed, our bodies touching one another as one. Eric wrapped his arm around me and I laid my head on his chest. Time went by and pretty soon we were fast asleep as the Jet cruised the night sky heading straight toward Paris.

I was sleeping and having the best dream of my life when I was suddenly awoken. It was a little after one in the morning when I felt something pressing up against my ass. It was hard… At first I wasn’t sure what it was but then I realized what it had to be. Eric’s cock.

“Eric?” I whispered, rolling over to see if he was awake. His eyes were closed tight and he was lightly snoring. My handsome hubby was fast asleep with raging boner pressed up against up my ass. I liked the feel of his cock up against my ass and I wasn’t about to wake him up and let him know that he was stabbing me with his dick so I rolled back over. I was about to go back to sleep when I heard him stirring.

“Baby, are you up?” he yawned.

“Yes.” I groaned.

“Great.” He replied. I could feel his hands moving under the covers over his dick; no doubt he was jerking his cock while he talked to me.

“Babe, since you’re up and I’m up how about you help your man out.” He whispered. I couldn’t see his face in the dark but I’m certain he was grinning.

“Baby its one in the morning. You can’t seriously want to fuck right now. Baby what if someone hears us in here?”

“Babe who cares.” Eric snickered. “Baby I’m so horny my cock, its rock solid and I need to get off. Baby please tell me you aren’t going to make me beat my meat when I can get a piece of that sweet ass.”

“Ok fine, but you have to keep it down.” I replied.

“Score.” Eric chuckled as he reached around and grabbed hold of me and pulled me close to him. So close to him that I could feel his hard cock up against my backside. He was looking forward to fucking my ass nice and hard.

Before we had left London, Eric had fucked me every which way imaginable. I should have known sleeping in that bed naked with his cock wedged between my ass and his chest would have never worked. My husband is always horny and nearly every time we spoon (which is quite often) it leads to one of us getting our ass pounded.

“Handsome just go easy on me,” I moaned as I lifted my leg up slightly so that he could have better access to my ass. “I’m still sore from you fucking me the other day.”

“Babe just relax I’ll go easy on that tight little ass.” He reassured me, as he gently covered my neck with wet kisses. “Baby you know I can’t resist sticking my cock in that sweet ass of yours. It’s my weakness.”

“Weren’t you the one who suggest we sleep naked.” I laughed.

“Of course I was it feels amazing.” Eric laughed back, slapping my ass lewdly. “Besides I know my cock can be a lot to handle but I would never dream of hurting you. I’ll take it easy on you. As much as I love sliding my cock into your muscled ass I don’t want to break you in two.”

“Babe you can’t break me in two, you know I’m stronger then I look.” I added. “Just make sure you keep it down a little, I don’t want anyone hearing us…….Kayla as walked in on us enough times.”

“I know baby….I know. You’ve got the hottest ass ever. If Kayla and Kevin are up this late I’m sure something else is on their mind.” He moaned into my ear as spread my ass apart and slowly slide his cock into my waiting hole. All ten inches, inch by inch. My hesitation and resistance melted away when I felt his soft lips work their way over my neck, his stubble on his chin was prickly but I didn’t care because I felt so good to have my man so close and making sweet passionate love to me.

“Damn, Fuck! SHIT!” he grunted, as he inserted his thick member into my puckering hole. “I love this. The feeling of your ass muscles milking my cock. Its feels fucking great. He uttered curse word after curse word as he drilled his cock into my hole. I could feel his heavy chest against my back as he held me tight using his hands to trace the ridges that formed my abs.

Despite my ass being very tender and a little sore from our last sexual encounter I started to get into it as I pushed my ass back on that engorged dick. My own dick started throbbing from the feeling of Eric’s manhood exploring my insides. It shook as Eric slowly slide his cock in and out of my ass, leaking precum without hesitation. “Damn we’re going to have to change the sheets again.”

“I know baby.” He grunted, as he pulled his huge cock all the way out of my hole. Just as easy as he had pulled out of me he slowly slid that thick prick back down my chute sending waves of pleasure up my ass and through my whole body.

“Oh yes.” Eric growled in pleasure as he smacked my ass hard with his open palm.

“OH FUCK!” was the only words that managed to escape my lips as he drilled my hole. Nice and slow strokes as he slid his firm member in and out of me. Reaching around I grabbed his ass so that I had something to do while he plowed away. Every time Eric slide his cock up my ass, my ass muscles would clamp down tight around that delicious piece of meat. It was the most wonderful feeling ever to feel every inch of that huge cock inside me. I could even feel the veins and ridges of his shaft. Grabbing me by the waist Eric pulled his cock out of my ass long enough for him to roll us over on to the bed so that he was laying on the bed where I had been and I was on top of him.

I climbed onto his cock and gradually sat down, allowing his cock to slide inch after inch back into my hole. As I did this he stared up at me with amazement. His cock slid into my already well fucked ass with relative ease. “What’s the look for?”

“Babe I just can’t believe I’m married to you. You’re the best husband a guy could ever ask for.”

"Oh yeah" I whimpered, actually groaned, as I pushed down harder forcing Eric’s thick prick deeper into my ass. “Oh YEAH! FUCK ME!” I was practically yelling.

“Babe.” Eric whispered. “I thought you said we had to keep it down.” He was laughing at me.

“You try to keep it down while being impaled with that pole of yours.” I grunted. After that I started using my hips to grind my ass on his cock, lifting my ass up until his cock was about to pop out of my ass before I lowered myself back onto my dick. I would do this over and over again allowing Eric’s huge cock to drill back deep into my ass. As we did this the room was soon filled with sound of moaning

As I started bouncing on his dick hard, Eric picked up the speed moving his crotch upward to meet with my ass. The feeling was absolutely wonderful. He grabbed hold of my shoulders and started to really go to town, slamming his huge pole down my ass chute. He was going so hard that with every thrust he was sending me up in the air. We continued fucking like this for a while until….

He slammed into me and I just couldn’t take it anymore. That final thrust was just too much for me as I started cumming hard. “OH YES! OH YES! OH FUCK YES! I screamed as I shot my load. My cock rocketed up and started leaking. The first shot of cum hit my husband in his nose. Hot sticky cum produced in my balls began to pour from my cock onto Eric’s chest.

My orgasm caused Eric to reach his because soon he roared like an enraged bull. I knew he was cumming when he grunted my name as his cock started flexing inside me. His cock shook and he had explored his cannon in my ass. His leaking prick started firing round after round of cum down my hole. I’m positive it was a gallon full all of which made its way to my belly.

“OH FUCK YES!” Eric yelled out as he drilled into me hard. His cock kept leaking cum down my asshole while my own cock kept coating his abs with my hot jizz.

“Oh Fuck.” I grunted as we both started to calm down. Putting my hands on his face I leaned down and started kissing me. Pretty soon we were making out, his strong kisses meeting with my own as the aircraft soared across the night sky. “Oh man I love you.”

“I love you two baby.”

Scene 3: Michael’s POV

Hotel Ritz, 15 Place Vendôme, Paris, France

Several hours after our initial take-off from London we managed to reach Paris. We landed at Charles de Gaulle International Airport in the early morning hours. Once all of our belongings and suitcases had been packed into the waiting limo we were driven to the hotel that we were staying at. Located at 15 Place Vendôme the one-hundred fifty plus-room establishment is one of the most luxurious and expensive hotels in the entire world. Before we even stepped foot in the lobby we had heard of its reputation. With rooms starting at €1,100 a night, and suites ranging from €3,500, to €20,000 a night we could definitely see where it had come from. The hotel has hosted the likes of such notables as Coco Chanel, Oscar Wilde and of course Diana, Princess of Wales.

The entire hotel is lavishly decorated and furnished with priceless antique furniture made in either the Louis XIV or Louis XV style, artwork by seventeen century masters; and various amenities such as the famed en suite bathrooms. Every suite and room is furnished with fine Persian rugs, finely woven tapestries, and marble fireplaces and so on. Besides the lavishly furnished suites the hotel is famed for its restaurants and its cuisine.

“Wow this is really nice.” Haley exclaimed. “Michael I think this is probably the most expensive place I’ve ever been in. Ever.”

“Yeah it is pretty nice.” I agreed as we walked through the lobby to the checkout counter so that we could check in. “My parents and I have only ever been here one other time. And that was when I was younger.”

“Yeah Haley’s right. This hotel is like that last one times ten.” Charlotte added.

“Oh I think this is where we need to go to check in.” I replied hesitantly. I wasn’t sure since the last time I had been there I had been a mere boy of five.

Walking up to the front desk Charlotte laid her handbag on the counter in such a way so as to draw attention to her presence. “Excuse me miss is this where we check in.”

“Excusez-moi.” The lady responded looking at Charlotte with unmoving eyes.

“IS this………..where we check in?” Charlotte repeated. She was making gestures with her hands to symbolize what she was saying.

“Is this the check-in?” Charlotte added, pronouncing every syllable in her words

“Pardon.” The simple phrase was the only response that the lady at the counter gave us. “Pardon.”

“Char you don’t have to speak like that to her.” Kayla laughed. “She’s not mentally challenged, she probably just can’t speak any English.”

“Oh I’m so sorry. So sorry. Just let me set these papers down and I will be right with you guys. Please just give me one second.” A feminine voice with a heavy French accent cried out from behind us.

We turned around to see a stout middle aged woman walking towards us. “Are you guys here to check-in?” she smiled at us but she didn’t wait for our response before she continued to ramble. “My name is Jeanne.”

“I’m so sorry you guys….But Claire only speaks French. You guys are here to check-in right?” We nodded in agreement.

“Okay wonderful. I would be more than happy to check you guys in. I’ll just need the name that the rooms should be under.” She replied as she typed away on her computer.

“Yes it should be under Chandler….Michael Chandler.” I spoke up

“Oh great! It looks like they have you guys in the Suite Impériale” Jeanne smiled.

“Is that a good thing?” Haley blurted.

“Yes that’s a wonderful thing…….The Imperial Suite is the finest suite in the entire hotel. You guys ae going to love it. Just give me a second and I will get you the keys and pass cards for that suite.” She smiled. "It is incomparable to anything you guys have seen."

Once we had received the room keys and the pass cards from the check-in lady Jeanne we turned so that we could find the lift. But that is when we saw them. “OH my God!” Haley gasped. “It’s Chad.”

We all turned to see Chad Reeves dressed in an impeccably tailored navy blue pinstripe suit standing near the elevator. He was standing with a girl with long curly blonde hair. We couldn’t see her face but we could guess who it might have been…. Brandi Harrington, Chad’s on and off again girlfriend.

“That can’t be…..It can’t be Chad. It is him. Please tell me he’s not with who I think he is.” She cried. But unfortunately Haley’s worse fears were realized when the girl Chad had been walking with flipped her hair to the side and we were able to make out the girl’s profile. She was definitely Brandi. “And he’s with that that stuck-up bitch Brandi!”

They must have sensed our presence because they both looked up at us.

“Oh look Brandi it’s our friends from college.” Chad grinned, flashing us a peek of those pearly white teeth, as he used his hand to push his hair back. In the last few months he had let both the hair on his head and the hair on his face grow out. But that might have been the only thing different about him because he had the same air about him that he always did. He still had the aura of a total douchebag.

“I hope you gentleman are ready for school to start up next week….Because the sooner it does, the sooner we can get to rush week. Last year I was deprived of a proper introduction into PAK but this year I am going to whip you all into shape.”

“Just wait tell we get to hell week.” He laughed.

“Oh boy I can’t wait.” Kevin chuckled uneasily.

“Oh My, Haley I love that top on you.. Only you could make that colour look good. I didn’t know the vintage style was in again.” Brandi interjected. Her tone was laced with sarcasm.

“Thanks Brandi, but I’m not in the mood for your backhanded compliments. So you can stuff it. We have been up in the air for hours so please just get to the point.”

“Haley why so crass? I was only joking with you, so just calm down.” Brandi giggled. I really did not expect to see you here with your ragtag band of misfits. Honestly I’m surprised they even let you in the front door. The Ritz is a place for refined persons only.”

“What did I just say? Would you cut it out?!” Haley interjected, raising her voice slightly. “You don’t know anything about me or my friends. And another thing Michael here is ten times wealthier and more refined then you.”

“Okay but if he wasn’t here you wouldn’t have made it through the lobby without being escorted out.” Brandi continued.

“Why are you doing this? What is the purpose of you trying to trash my friends? You don’t like me so like me so you are trying to badmouth my friends.”

“Look I’m not trying to insult you or your friends so I would like to personally extend you an invitation to rush Zeta this coming semester. That applies to your friends as well.”

“I’ll have to take you up on the offer…. We all will.” Haley replied.

Scene 4: Narrator’s POV

Eiffel Tower, Paris, France

Kayla and Kevin had been dating for almost a year now, but we had known each other so much longer than that. Months had went by and they had gotten closer and closer. They had shared so much for each other and we had been confidents for so long that it was only natural for us to develop feelings for each other. When Kayla and Kevin made love he felt like he was the happiest man on the planet. Before either of them knew what was happening they were falling in love ….they had known each other since they were children. In fact Kevin was so in love with Kayla he was determined to ensure that she would always be his

Kevin knew that he and Kayla had only been dating for a short time, but the thought of her not being in his life was unbearable to even fathom. That is exactly why he decided to take her out on a romantic evening. I mean how could he not show the woman that he loved how much he loved her when they were staying in the most romantic city in the world? That would be a major missed opportunity.

So Kevin invited Kayla to have dinner with him on the famed Eiffel Tower. The dinner featured the finest of French cuisine. The dinner went well as to be expected. And when they brought in the final course, a dessert of steamed bread with a cream cheese filling with a side of fruit Kevin told Kayla that she was in for a surprise.

“What kind of surprise?” she asked curiously.

“One that I know you are going to love.” He smiled into her eyes as I adjusted the scrumptious looking plate so that we could both access. I took the bread knife in my hand and slowly began to cut the warm freshly baked bread into two halves making sure that the creamy inside of my half was directly in her line of sight.

“What is that?” she gasped. “There’s something in your half that’s sparkling. Maybe we should get the waiter, something must have dropped in there when they were cooking it.”

“Baby that’s not necessary.” Kevin smiled. “Why don’t you fish whatever it is out that way I don’t swallow the damn thing. I trust you if you get out of there I’ll feel so much better.”

“Ok fine, I will.” Kayla declared as she stuck her delicate fingers into the warm bread. She suddenly pulled her hand out and screamed so loud I’m sure all of Paris heard her. “OH MY GOD! KEVIN!”

“What? What’s wrong?” he asked pretending not to know what she had discovered hidden inside the warm bread. “What is it?”

“It’s a……it’s a…….a ring.” She cried. “OH my god! Is this what I think it is?” Her mouth was open in disbelief at what was happening

“Kayla this is exactly what you think it is.” He smiled up at her as I knelt down beside her. “Kayla I love you, I have always loved you. I want nothing more in this life then to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you make me the happiest man on earth by doing me the honour of becoming my wife?”

“OH my god Kevin! I can’t marry you.”

“What do you mean you can’t marry me? You don’t love me?” Kevin looked up at her trying to hide my disappointment. But how can you hide the feeling of having your whole world come crushing down. Anyone could see the hurt in his eyes.

“Oh no Kevin, I didn’t mean I can’t marry. I do want to marry you. I want more than anything in this world to marry you, but first I need to be honest with you. I need to tell you the truth about the secret I have been keeping from you.”

“What truth.” He stood up.

“Do you remember how weird Charlotte and I were acting on the plane?”

“Yes, she was on her period or something. But what does that have to do with us? About some secret you’ve been keeping from me.”

“That was a lie because it’s not that time of the month for Charlotte.” Kayla continued.

“So that must mean you must be the one going through that wonderful time.” I tried to laugh. “Is that wanted to tell me? I don’t care about that.”

“No Kevin it’s not possible for me to be in that time of the month. It won’t be for the next nine months.”

“Wait a minute next nine months?! Are you pregnant?!” he cried with tears of joy.

“Yes I am” she sighed. “You’re not mad?”

“How could I be mad….the women I love just told me the best news in the entire world that I’m going to be a father. That is the best news ever. But I I’m a little curious as to how this happened when we used protection every time.” Kevin was ecstatic at Kayla’s news and a little bit overwhelmed.

“Kev, I have no idea how this happened that was why I was so terrified of telling you because I didn’t want you to be mad at me.”

“Kayla, my baby I love you. I could never be mad at you for that. Our baby is a miracle that I will cherish and love forever just like I love you. No matter how this happened we will get through it together as husband and wife if you will have me.”

“Of course I will.” Kayla grinned as she threw her arms around me and hugged me tightly.

“Baby would you do me the honour of handing me the ring so that I may place it on your finger. She handed me the ring still covered in the cream filling. Once I had cleaned it thoroughly I slipped the ring onto her finger.

“I love you Kevin,” she smiled.

“I love you too baby mama.” Kevin joked as I stood up and planted a kiss on Kayla’s sweet soft lips.

“Awwww how romantic.” An elderly lady sitting across from us cried out.

“I just love young love.” Exclaimed another.

“Me too.” Smiled a person in the background who was watching Kevin and Kayla intently. “Such a shame the girl doesn’t have much longer to live.”

“Oh really? Sighed an older woman. “Is the poor girl ill?”

“Yes she’s dying.”

“Or she very soon will be.” The man whispered under his breath.

“That’s so sad….she is so young.” cried another.

“Yes so sad.” The man repeated. There was not even a hint of emotion in his voice. "So very sad.

STAY TUNED…

by Mike

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