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Greg O'Neil

                        Greg O'Neil

I've never seen any lady whose lips are as full as hers. Her ample bosom, velvety skin, and golden eyes. They were a sight to behold.  I bet she's going to be fantastic in bed!  These were my thoughts as I drove to the office that day. Get a hold of yourself, Greg! She hates you. I told myself as my cock had become hard at the mere thought of her.

There was something about her that sent ripples across my body. I guess it's because she's challenging, and you're not one to run away from challenges I told myself as I increased the volume of my Dodge's Mp3 player as the Beatles classics streamed from it. What a time to be alive! I said into the bright morning sky as I stepped on the gas and sped towards my office.

As I turned the last bend towards my office, I saw a lady standing by the roadside. She seemed stranded and worked up.

"Hello. What's wrong?" I said as I stopped and wound down the glass in my car.

"Wow! It's you!" I said as I was surprised at who it was; it was Stephanie

"Hi! I have a flat tire," She said as she avoided my eyes. I loved the effect I was having on her as I replied with my trademark grin

"Could I help?"

"Certainly, you can," She said as she opened the trunk of her car, brought out her spare tire, and gave me the tools to replace them. I couldn't help but feel victorious as I knew that if she had a choice, she wouldn't have let me replace her tire.

"I'm done," I said a few minutes later after I had replaced her tire

"Thanks," She said as she met my eyes for the first time. Her eyes were as clear as the sky, and they shimmered.

"You're welcome," I said to her as I struggled to control my already bulging cock

"I have to go now," She said as she seemed to be in a hurry

"Not so fast. Could I get your number, at least?" I asked her as we exchanged numbers, and in no time, she was on her way. She's going to be a tough nut to crack I said to myself as I smiled, got into my car, and sped towards work.

"Greg! There's a fire in Dixon! Let's get going!" Fire Chief, McGinnis said to me as I quickly got into my gear and got into the truck.

"Why didn't they contact us in time? Why?" I lamented bitterly some hours later as our truck drove back to our office. We had been able to put out the fire, but the Hernandez family had not made it. The family of four had been burnt beyond recognition before any rescue could be made.

"We can't always save them, Greg. Some are beyond saving" Ricardo said as everyone was sad
"They should have called earlier. They should have," I said as I bent my head in sorrow as the thoughts of Michelle crossed my mind. How's she doing now? I thought as my heart skipped a beat. She was the only family I had in the world, and I couldn't bear to lose her.

"She's awake!" The Nurses said to me as soon as I arrived at the hospital that day

"Awake? Are you sure? Can I see her immediately?" I said as I was overjoyed

"Yes, you can. However, she's frail now. You can't spend lots of time with her" The Nurse said as I was directed to the ICU where she was

"I'm sorry, Michelle. I'm sorry for chasing you away. You're the only family I've got left" I said as soon as I got into the ICU and saw the frail state in which she was in

"Greg" was all she could say as she was very frail

"I'm sorry, Michelle. Please fight and get healthy. You're all I've got left," I said as I looked on, dejected.

"Michelle! Michelle!" What's wrong? Are you okay? I said agitatedly as the monitors attached to the bed where my sister was had begun to fluctuate as my sister jerked violently on the hospital bed

"Nurse!" I screamed as the nurses came in

"Mr. O'Neil, you have to leave! Leave now!" The nurses said as I was forced out of the ICU. It seemed what I had feared all along was going to happen

"She suffered a regression, Mr. O'Neil. She's in a coma" Dr. Perkins said to me in his office as he looked at his notes

Doctor, be honest with me. With this regression, what is your Prognosis" I asked as I was agitated

"Well, we didn't expect this regression. However, we can only hope that she comes out of this coma" Dr. Perkins said as his expression did not look promising

"She's the only family I've got left. Please save her," I said to the doctor as I walked out of his office and out of the hospital looking dejected.
As I drove home from the hospital that evening, the drive to my house seemed like a thousand miles. I need to cool off; I told myself as I turned a corner and drove towards 'Cornerstone,' the new hotel and clubhouse that had just opened in Downtown New Orleans.

"Get me a bottle of Heineken and Shish Kebab," I told the waiter as I sat at the end of the club that overlooked the beach. My order was brought in no time, and by the time I checked my wristwatch some hours later, it was 1:00 am. I had been there for six hours, and I was drunk!

"Whoa!"  I said as I stood up from where I sat and staggered towards my car. I didn't know how I escaped the cops that night as they could have arrested me for over speeding. All I could remember as I drove home was that I opened the door to my house and stepped in. I woke up the next morning hungover and with a nasty headache.

"What? I'm late!" I exclaimed as I checked the wall clock. It was 9:30 am. What have I done? I thought to myself as I paced around my house naked. It wasn't characteristic of me to go late to work talk more about miss work altogether. However, as I thought of my options, I decided to call in sick.

"Greg, why aren't you at work?" This was the first thing Fire Chief McGinnis said to me as he answered the call

"I'm calling in sick, sir. I'm indisposed" I lied to him

"You're sick? How come?" He said as his tone became worried

"It's nothing, Chief. I guess I need some rest. I'll be at work tomorrow" I told him

"No. Greg, you don't have to worry. You can take the whole week off" He told me

"Sir, it's nothing major. I'll be at work tomorrow" I said as I marveled at the extent to which my lie was working