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Again, I apologized but they just ignored me. I guess that the morphine was making me even more worried that I had ruined everyone’s Thanksgiving holiday. By this time of the evening, we were down to 18 people including me. I was still sitting on the floor of the formal dining room. Hunger was now beginning to take over my thoughts. I asked John if he was hungry and he told me that he was. I asked Sammy if they could make John and I plates of food to eat. They gladly made me a plate with roast beef, turkey, some sliced ham, green bean casserole, and mashed potatoes and gravy. When John saw the plate that they made me he asked for the exact same plate that I got. As the plates were being made, a couple of the ladies, including Diane, Dakota, Jill, and Amy all asked for plates of food. Bobby and Sammy were now smiling as I was trying to stuff food into my mouth fakeboobs as fast as I could. John was eating even faster than me. He finished in just a couple of minutes. Taking his plate over to Bobby, he asked for more AFTER the ladies all got their food. Since Sammy was making the plates for the ladies, Bobby put several slices of roast beef, two turkey legs, and three slices of ham on John’s plate. No veggies, but a large blob of mashed potatoes and lots of gravy. John was licking his lips before he even got a bite of the second plate. By now, Jennifer was hungry as well and asked if Sammy could make her a plate also. Of course, he obliged making Jennifer titty fucking smile, the first smile since the shooting. Mom asked for tittyjob just a small plate as her tummy was still upset with all the Brunette commotion that we had today. Bobby gave her a nice helping of mashed potatoes telling her that the potatoes will soak up much of the belly acid. She thanked him for taking care of all of us. I asked the CG boys to check and see if any of the Police were hungry. They all thanked us but declined. The CG boys came into the house, locking the front door and heading into the kitchen. Bobby and Sammy made each of them a plate of food, then made themselves a plate. We all just sat around, no one really saying anything. John sat down on the floor at Diane’s feet. She caressed his shoulders telling him how she felt so safe with him by her side. I just smiled, what the heck else could I do? Dr. Ronda gave me another shot of morphine and I was just out of my mind with silliness. Everyone seemed to be laughing with me, but upon further thought maybe it was laughing AT me. At some point, I began to find everything funny to me. I saw Dakota and Diane both giggling at me. I knew that the morphine was having its way with my brain. Fred, his nephews and John all discussed taking turns watching over the house. They checked the back gate making sure to add a lock to it ensuring that the ladies in the pool home were safe. John took the first watch. 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