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My new title will change from COO to CEO,” I tell them. “How did Mr. Jaxson die?” Someone from that British rag tabloid asked. “In his bed, quietly. indian Hospice had been already called in just hours before his passing. Next question,” I said feeling a bit annoyed at that last question. Several other reporters clamored again to ask a question. I pointed to FOX News. An attractive lady asked, “So what is your next move for the company?” “I do not know this very moment. If you will excuse us, we need to head inside,” I say taking Melanie by the elbow and walking her inside as tears rolled down her cheeks. I handed her my handkerchief. We step inside only to be met by a large round man who introduced himself as Tony Peppers, the Director of the Funeral Home. He hugged Melanie and shook my hand. He led us to the Celebration room. There wasn’t a soul in there except for Jill and Dakota. I was floored. In my head, I was screaming WHAT THE HELL? Melanie shrugged her shoulders and said, “See, I told you that he ran everyone off. He was working so hard that people, his friends, distanced themselves and now, here at his passing, no one showed up,” she says with tears now streaming down her face. I hugged her. I see a flash ricochet off the wall of the room. Before I could even turn around Mr. Peppers physically removed the camera guy from the hallway to outside of the building. Melanie hung her head and asked if we would mind if we just left. I told her that we would do whatever she wanted. She headed towards the side door, not the front door. Mr. Peppers apologized for no one showing up. He called on his radio asking to bring our limo around to the back door. He walked us to the back door. The chauffeur held the limo door open. We quietly exited the building. Our chauffeur took us out a back entrance and headed for the airport. I just held Melanie in my arms throughout the drive to the airport. Once we arrived at the plane, we exited the limo and proceeded up the stairs. I walked hand in hand with Melanie. Dakota and Jill were just a few steps behind. The door was latched, and we headed down the taxiway towards takeoff. “Bound One,” she said, pausing her meal, staring inquisitively down at me, “is this your first time tasting a woman?” I grabbed her boobs and pushed it again in but slowly, after a few shots I posed all in with all straight i had, it was nearly the time I was done. I’d done such a good job delegating tasks, that I suddenly found myself with little to do, and for the first night since Castle Thorum, I was alone. It’s a bit different from the other two, but just as scrumptious. He commanded the dogs to sit on the adjoining mat. Then, the thin point of a tip emerged from Prestira’s mouth, and another emerged from her anus, wagging like a perverse tail. “Thank you sir. All my women were great mothers. We talked for a little while before we all split ways and did our own things.” I apologised at first not realising she wasn't busy and it was only when she didn't reply that I went back and checked on her again. Prestira Rasloraca and her vampire are dead.” Cathy thought it would be fun and got her father to agree. I want a piece of you, too.” She spills some of her beer before she puts hers on the table. “It's the pill,” I told her. “Good night, Mom,” I said, shaking my head. I really love doing it and my tummy was happy for the treat. That bit is important so make sure that each of you makes her cum at least once. I took Steph by the hand and started towards the barn and looked back at Jenn and she had Jimmy by the hand and indian smiled and winked at me. This was going to be a good night. She stood seemingly unsure of herself as she looked behind her then back at me. Uhhhhhh . . . Come on.” “Holy shit.”