Larry is a billionaire living in
Naples, Florida. As his companies are
modernized, working from home is not a big adjustment so he’s not as affected
by the Coronavirus scare. He told his
employees that they are free to work at home if they like and he will not force
them to come to the office. After the
first week, he barely noticed a drop in efficiency. There was nothing he could really do about
the stock market tanking, however.
Unlike other places, restaurants and bars were still open but there
weren’t many patrons. As for the
beaches, they were closed. Too many
college kids on spring break were ignoring the Wuhan Virus scare and packing
the sand for their much anticipated party in Florida.
Although Governor Ron Desantis
didn’t order the beaches to be closed, local officials at the main beaches,
such as Pompano Beach, closed them anyway.
Larry called his local representative and lobbied for a beach to be open. Usually, if you offer enough money, a
politician will let you do anything but the local officials thought they would
be blamed for spreading the virus and feared the political fallout. That gave Larry an idea. He said to the politicians, “What if you give
me what I want and I give you what the country wants?”
“The country wants people to have social distancing and
be under house arrest.”
“That is not
true. I was just in New York, and I took
a bike ride along the FDR and you would
never know
there was a scare. It was hard to weave
in and out of the people as it was really crowded with walkers, runners, and
bikers. There were people holding hands.
You would never know there was a health crisis and that’s in one of the most
hardest hit places.”
“What is your suggestion?”
“Let me have a beach, any beach,
and I’ll hire people to work the entrances.
The price of admission is they need to get tested for the Wuhan
Virus. That way, you can send the tests
to the CDC and we can get healthy people to be tested to try to drive down the
infection and mortality rate. They will
get better data and our spring breakers can get their fun. We will also take their temperature. If anyone has above 100 degree temperature,
they won’t be allowed on the beach.”
The politicians thought this
over. One asked, “Do you want city
employees to be running these tests?”
“Oh no, all the beach personnel
are out of business. They don’t want to
be unemployed, so I will employ them.
I’m going to need all the help I can get and I’m pretty sure I’ll have
it.”
“If you can get the help, we
won’t stand in your way. Keep in mind,
this is going to be your project. You
have until 6:00PM; then we’re going to come and break it up as if we were
unaware what you were doing. That way,
if anything goes wrong, everyone is going to blame the greedy billionaire.”
“I’m okay with that.”
“Can I ask why you’re doing
this?”
Larry had some visceral reasons
but left that out. He merely responded,
“Nothing good comes when everyone is panicked.
This is my way to help ease the panic in the nation and in Naples.”
“Good luck, where are you going
to get the tests?”
“Everclear has produced a home
test. The CDC hasn’t approved it yet and
they’re still in testing. I’ve already
talked to them to test it on the beach.”
“You got a deal.”
“Thank You” Larry stuck his hand
out instinctively and the politician gave him a wry smile.
Larry nodded and offered his elbow and the politician did
the same. That was the new handshake
with the Wuhan Virus scare. He put out some advertisements on the date and then
Everclear people arrived and it was off to work. Larry was right about it being easy to find
people to work the beach. The hotels
were all too excited to get their drunk and rowdy college kids out of their
hotel and welcomed them going to the beach, even if it was detrimental to their
health.
As the spring breakers flocked to the beach, Larry sat on
a large chair, much like a lifeguard tower, surveying his operation and the
beach dwellers. He had security making
sure nobody snuck on to the beach. The testers were equipped with gloves and
make shift masks. He didn’t want to get
the traditional masks because he didn’t want to take them from the
hospital. There were Plexiglas screens
separating the clientele from the workers and they handed the tests through a
slot much like a bank or a business in a shady neighborhood. Despite the obvious precautions that the
employees were taking, it didn’t do much to discourage the tourists from
partying. As he was watching, a Middle
Eastern woman who looked to be in her 60s approached the tower. She started, “Hey, I heard you’re the one
that is responsible for making this happen.”
Larry replies, “I am.”
“You must have a lot of pull if you can pull this off.”
“Ehhh, the politicians are too busy trying to get
supplies for the hospitals and dealing with CoronaVirus to shut us down.”
“Funny, they weren’t a couple days ago.”
“Yea, well, you can’t keep people suppressed for long.”
“Or they just want you to take the fall.” Larry smiled
and appreciated the bluntness but said nothing.
The woman continues, “I’m Tricia”
“Larry”
“Nice to meet you”
Neither of them offered to shake hands. Tricia posed, “Look, I’m a retired ER nurse
and given this virus, I don’t think people know what they’re doing. They’re waiving requirements for medical
student’s experience and, let’s face it, if they don’t have enough experience
to handle normal hospital rotations, they definitely can’t handle the greatest
health crisis in my lifetime.”
“The hospitals are accepting all the help they can
get. You can go to anyone and tell them you
want to volunteer and they’ll take you.”
“It’s a little more complicated than that.”
“I’m afraid it’s not.”
“I have a cure.”
Larry hopped down from his perch, “What?!”
“It’s a drug that’s used to treat arthritis. It’s called Hydroxychloroquine. It’s a small sample size but when tested in a
trial with 40 infected patients, all 40 were cured.”
“Why are you telling me?”
“The FDA still hasn’t approved it due to the low sample
size.”
“Goddamn government bureaucracy and the FDA!”
“I don’t know if I’d go that far but I assume you’re
testing everyone to try to lower the infection rate.”
“Yes, that’s exactly what I’m doing.”
“Can you arrange something similar for Covid19 patients
so that I can get more data for the FDA?”
“My father is a doctor.
I’m going to see if he’s heard of this because I don’t want to put my
name behind something that isn’t safe.”
“It’s extremely common.
I have no doubt he’ll know it and have no issue.”
Larry takes out his phone and sends the text. He then turns to Tricia and asks, “What’s
your number so I can call you when I make a decision?”
“No need. Like I
said, I want to help. With your
permission, I’d like to help administer tests.”
“Knock yourself out.
We pay….”
“Oh no, I’m a volunteer.
I don’t need your money. Just get
me my clinical trial.”
With that, Tricia took a beach chair and told the line of
people that she was administering tests and people broke from their line and
went to her. Larry signaled someone to
bring her tests and a thermometer and she worked from the beach chair without
the safety of a mask or gloves. As Larry
watched, he figured it was almost like she was proving that she believed in her
cure.
Larry knew that his father took
a long time to respond to texts as he travelled between 11 surgery centers
doing surgery. The Wuhan Virus did
nothing to stop him but it did limit his offices as some were turned into
ambulatory care centers to deal with overflows from the hospital. After a couple hours, he got the response,
“Yes, it’s mostly used for arthritis but other countries use it for
Malaria. It’s also sometimes helpful for
immune disorders.”
“What if I told you it could
cure the Wuhan Virus?”
“Well, if that’s true then it
would be awesome. It is relatively cheap
and extremely easy to produce.”
“I found a woman that says she
did a trial with 40 patients and they all were cured. She wants me to help her get more patients.”
“40 isn’t a very large sample
size so she absolutely needs more. I
would say it’s too early so I wouldn’t call it official yet but before you
finish, you have to start and go through early results. If you can help her, you should.”
Larry walked over to Tricia and
tapped her on the shoulder. The group of
people entering the beach had diminished by now. There were return guests who had a stamp to
prove that they were there before and had already been tested. Larry looked at his watch and saw that it was
4:00. There was two hours before he got
shut down. Tricia turned to him, “Did
your dad get back to you?”
“Yes, he’s very excited as the
prevalence and accessibility of the drug will make this an extremely effective
cure.”
“Is that a ‘yes’?”
“That’s a ‘I’m going to have to
talk to the politicians and advise them to ignore the swarms of people coming
to my house.’
“How big is your house?”
“Big enough to do what you need
to do.”
Larry’s house was 12,000 square
feet and had four levels if you include the basement. He would let her have the first two levels to
set up. “When can I start?” Tricia
inquired.
“I need two days to alert the
politicians and call the hospitals to handle their overflow of patients and
have them sent to me. We’ll call it an
ambulatory care center but it won’t be.”
“In that case, I will give you
my number so that we can coordinate in two days.”
“I think you need to start
setting up tonight. I’ll be home at
around 6:15. Take my address or just
wait and we can leave together.”
“My daughter is going to help me
so I’ll have to go get her.”
“I have no problem with that.”
At 6:00, the authorities came
and shut down the beach. Since all their
contact information had been taken so they could alert them about the test
results, they would all get a message saying they were going to do it again
tomorrow. If they had already been
tested, the need to bring the sticker but the thermometer test was still
mandatory to get on to the beach.
At 8:00, Tricia arrived with her
daughter. Her daughter had smooth brown
skin and was 5’7” with curves in all the right places. She had a wide mouth and big eyes. Larry nodded and stated, “Hello, I’m Larry”
“I’m Suraya.”
Suraya stuck her hand out and
Larry shook it. It wasn’t that Larry
thought the cure would work; it was just that he knew that he was much lower
risk at 36 without a prior condition.
Suraya gave him a seductive smile and Larry looked over at her mom and
felt this was going to be trouble.
Tricia had a list of the things
she needed and Larry had them delivered quickly as his contacts were known for
their impeccable service to him, which came from the massive tips he gave
them. In a time where the global economy
is shut down, people will take whatever they can get. As the supplies come in, Tricia comments, “I
want to run something by you.”
“Okay”
“I want to do this as a standard
scientific test.”
“I thought that’s what we were
doing.”
“We are. There’s going to be four groups. We have two floors right?”
“Yes”
“Then we will split the floors
in half. We are going to have four
different groups as I’ve heard of three treatments and we need a control
group.”
“The control group scares
me. I can’t have people dying in my
house.”
“Then we’ll put the youngest and
least symptomatic people in the control.
It will skew the results but I can understand your concern.”
“Actually, if you weigh it so
that the people most likely to recover are in the control group and a test
group still outperforms them, then the results would be quite striking.”
“That is exactly what I was
thinking.”
“What are the groups?”
“First is the Hydroxychloroquine,
the next will be plasma from recovered patients as that has been shown to
help. Last, we have a Japanese antiviral
drug that has been shown to decrease the progression and viral load.”
“Works for me.”
Tricia, Larry and Suraya got to
work setting up the work station and beds for the trial. Suraya walked up to Larry and queried, “Are
you ready to take on the FDA for this?”
“This may cause you and your mom
to rush out of here but I am a Trump supporter.
Trump sought to expand virus drug testing despite the FDA objections but
the FDA successfully thwarted them. I’m
doing this as a fuck you to the FDA. My
father was a pioneer in eye surgery and had to battle the FDA his whole
life. I’m not a big fan of theirs.”
“You don’t think we should have
a government body to make sure drugs are safe and effective?”
“Effective? Absolutely not. Doctors should determine the efficacy. The FDA doesn’t even do a good job about
safety either. Despite their minimum of
three year tests and trials, you still see a commercial every other day of a
law firm trying to get a class action lawsuit for a drug that has been proven
to be deadly. Given their success rate
on safety, no, I don’t think they do anything well.”
“Just because we’re brown,
doesn’t mean we don’t like Trump.”
“Do you?”
“Prior to this crisis, not really,
but he has been really good at cutting red tape so people can do what they need
to do. You’re right about the FDA
stopping him, but letting anyone make tests and compete for who can have the
best test is a good idea.”
“Yea, it’s hard not to think
this is serious with everything you hear, but I don’t know, I feel like if it was
really serious, people wouldn’t only be talking about what to call it.”
“Interesting. Since you’re taking a big risk and helping us,
I’m going to help you out with that.”
Larry gave her a quizzical look,
“How are you going to do that?”
“You’ll see.” There was a
devilish smile on Suraya’s face that made Larry suspicious.
Larry ordered food delivered and
they all took a break to eat. Tricia
uttered, “Did you hear people are complaining about voter suppression in
Texas.”
Larry answered, “Be careful with
that. Usually the facts are voter
turnout is higher than the 2016 primary and what people call ‘voter
suppression’ is really just a line to vote, which always happens if voter
turnout is high.”
“That is what happened but the
lines were around seven hours long. The
worst was in a Harris county.”
“Really?”
Larry’s tone gave off that this
excited him so Tricia timidly asked, “Yea, why?”
“I know people in Harris
County. The Chief Election officer is
Diane Trautman. Would you like to guess
what political party she is?”
“Which?”
“Democrat; not a very bright one
either but that’s redundant.”
“We are Democrats”
“I’m sorry to hear that.” He
rejoined with a smile
Tricia and Suraya both chuckled
but Tricia challenged, “Do you have an example to back that up?”
“Exactly what we’re talking
about. She gave the same number of
machines for Republicans and Democrats thinking that fairness usurped
everything.”
“There really isn’t a contender
for the Republican nominee. It’s going
to be Trump. Bernie vs. Biden is hotly
contested. I understand her intent to be
fair, but common sense says you should probably have more dedicated to
Democrats since there are probably more Democrats voting in the primary.”
“I would agree but good old
Trauman didn’t realize that.”
“Well, it may not be voter
suppression but I feel bad for the guy Rogers that had to wait seven hours.”
“Well, he was a felon so he
wasn’t even eligible to vote anyway.
Sometime during that 7 hour wait, someone should have told him.”
After dinner, Suraya and Tricia
went home. The next day, they were back
early in the morning to finish setting up.
The drugs and treatments arrived and they set about separating the areas
with portable walls. When they finished,
Larry again ordered food and they sat to eat.
Suraya glanced between her mother and Larry and articulated, “Well, the
media wants us to call this the bat virus because it doesn’t speak Chinese and
affects humans and not just Chinese people.”
“That is Chinese propaganda!”
Larry fired back with his tone stern and a little louder than normal.
Tricia came to her daughter’s
defense and calmly retorted, “Don’t you think that’s a little racist? We can’t have people attacking Asians because
they think they caused this.”
“I don’t recall anyone attacking
people in Lime, Connecticut for lime disease.
Or West Nile, Ebola, Ebola-Zaire.
Somehow all these people were exempt from these massive hate crimes you
speak of.”
“Then why do you think it’s
being mentioned by the media?”
“Given how blatantly they are
repeating Communist Chinese narratives, they are either being paid by China to
say it or they’re just that stupid and gullible. The sad thing is, I don’t know which one.”
Tricia stopped and decided she
didn’t want to debate. She said enough
to back her daughter up and she was content to end it there. Suraya, on the other hand, was not. She blurted out, “Look, it was a contaminated
food. The Chinese couldn’t have
known. We may think it’s weird to eat
bats, but, who knows, maybe in other countries, it’s common.”
“I eat bizarre and exotic meat
all the time. In Thailand, I had rat and
scorpion. Trust me, I get that. My point is that the Chinese government tried
to cover this up. Way back on January
14, 2020, the Chinese authorities concluded there was no evidence the Wuhan
Virus can be passed from human to human.
They told that to the World Health Organization (WHO) who told the
world.”
“Maybe they made a mistake.”
“No, they willingly and
knowingly engaged in a disinformation campaign.
A doctor that blew the whistle on this disappeared. Seven more were arrested and incarcerated so
they couldn’t alert anyone. They tried to keep it under wraps. Experts are saying that they could have
stemmed the infection rate by 95% if they didn’t lie about it.”
“I heard that a White House
official called it, ‘kung flu.’ Come on,
you have to admit that’s racist.”
“As far as we can tell, the
media made up that term. Kelly Ann
Conway, the White House press secretary, challenged that reporter to tell her who
said it. She wanted a name and the
reporter was like, ‘You should give us the name.’ Then Conway told her she doesn’t deal with
hypotheticals. When it kept going back
and forth, Conway offered several times to tell her who it was and she’d take
care of it right away but the reporter refused.
She refused because she made it up and there was no evidence. They want the White House to pass a policy
based on a talking point the media made up.
That can’t happen.”
“I guess conservatives are just
more racist than liberals.”
“Vox has called it the ‘Wuhan
Coronavirus’ several times before this Chinese campaign.”
“I did see on a finance channel,
a financial analyst named Kyle Bass was called out for calling it the ‘Wuhan
virus’ and Bass shot back that the hose can call it whatever he wants but he’s
not going to call it what China wants him to call it. For 100 years, we used regions to name
viruses and there’s no reason not to do it here.”
“That is my point. We will be lost as a country if we allow a
foreign country that released a pandemic and plague on the world to change the
way we speak permanently because they want to be absolved from the
responsibility that they created the
virus.”
“I see your point. If a foreign country hates us that much and
can buy our media, then the 1st amendment is basically meaningless.”
“That is precisely my point.”
Suraya turned to her mom, “Mom,
we don’t have too many drugs for this trial.
We have enough for a decent sample size, but if it works, then we’re
going to be flocked like the hospitals are and we can’t contain that even with
this enormous house.”
“By then, we can sell it to the
hospital.”
“I think Larry has been nice
enough to let us use his house and he pulled a lot of strings to make this
happen. Maybe we can stem the flow and
throw a little kickback to him.”
“We’re not charging for this
trial.”
“No money but people can read
the reports about our therapies being successful in France and other
countries. Isn’t the whole point of
science that the test subjects don’t know what they’re taking and which group
they’re in?”
“Yes, but we were just going to
number them.”
“I got a better idea that can be
this kickback I’m talking about.”
“Do you want to discuss this
privately?”
“No, I want Larry to hear this.”
Larry pronounced, “This is your
trial; I’m not getting involved.”
Suraya announced, “I say, we
name the Hydroxychloroquine, ‘Wuhan destroyer,’
the Japanese therapy, ‘Kung Fu the Kung Flu’ since Japanese hate Chinese
so they get the most racist one. The
plasma can be, ‘The Chinese Phoenix” since it’s people who came back from the
virus and the control group, we’ll call ‘Corona Prohibition.”
Tricia shook her head, “I don’t
care what you call it. I was going to go
with groups 1,2,3, and 4 but fine we can use those names. I don’t care.”
“Great, we should have people
pick their group though. If people are
offended, they can go back to the hospital.”
“Then we can’t keep the young in
the control.”
“But it’s a better test.”
Larry contemplated this, “It had
a mortality rate of 0.6%, so I think we’ll be alright.”
Tricia frowned and had a feeling
that Larry’s 180 had something to do with her daughter’s feminine
persuasion. As Suraya was 24, Tricia
didn’t mind because Suraya was an adult.
Tricia announced she was going home and Suraya called out, “Wait, I have
to make signs.”
“I’m really tired and we’re
going to have a long day tomorrow administering the trial.”
“You can go. I’ll take an Uber back.”
“Fine”
Tricia left and Suraya gave
Larry a big smile, “Got any cardboard?”
“Yes”
The signs didn’t take long and
Suraya complained, “Don’t get me wrong, I like volunteer work and, for
something as serious as this, we shouldn’t discriminate against people that
can’t pay but I really want my own car.”
“What constitutes, ‘really
want’? What would you be willing to do
for one?”
“I know, I know, get a job but
with this Coronavirus scare, the economy will be at a halt. I guess, if we’re successful, then it’ll go
back to normal but that will take time.”
“What would you be willing to do
to get it quickly?”
Suraya perked up, “Are you
hiring?”
“Not exactly”
“Then why do you ask?”
“I’m curious.”
“I would entertain offers.”
“You’re a very pretty girl. I’d buy you a car in exchange for one night
with you.”
“You mean sex?”
“I do.”
“Holy shit”
Larry shrugged his shoulders,
“There’s no pressure. If you say ‘no,’ I
won’t be offended. It changes nothing
with the trial. I won’t be awkward
toward you tomorrow but I just wanted you to know the offer is on the table.”
“If I do that, it’s going to
have to be like a Corvette.”
“Okay”
“Wait what?”
“If you fuck me, I’ll get you a
corvette. This is pending a STD test to
make sure you’re clean.”
“I am”
“We will test that; as will I.”
“You’ll get me a corvette for
one night of sex?”
“I get full access to your
body.”
“Will you hurt me?”
“Nothing permanent or will
require medical attention but you may be sore.”
“Do I have to give you an answer
now?”
“No”
“Then, let’s do the trial and
take it from there.”
“As you wish.”
The next day, Larry brought in
volunteers and the hospitals sent over patients for the trials. Larry had acquired ventilators so he was
fully equipped as an ambulatory care facility.
At the end of the day, Tricia and Suraya went home and were replaced by
a night shift. The patients needed 24
hour monitoring and Larry had a staff that provided it. Shortly after they left, Suraya showed up at
his house. “So, I saw the doctor you had
here to do the STD test.”
“I know, she told me.”
“Now you know I’m clean.”
“I do, and you can see I am” as
she hands her his clean bill of health.
“Alright, so the answer is ‘yes.’”
Larry nods and commands, “Follow
me”
Larry walked upstairs to the
second floor as the basement and 1st floor was the trial. Suraya questions, “Where’s the bathroom?”
“Second door on the left.”
Suraya goes to the bathroom and
Larry goes into his bedroom. He knew
that Suraya saw him go so knew where it was.
He then stripped to his boxers and sat on the bed. When Suraya walked in, she froze. “Oh, I see you don’t want much of foreplay.”
“If your idea of foreplay is
ripping clothes off each other then no.”
“It’s not, but, is it okay if we
have a conversation first?”
“Sure”
“So, nobody really got offended
today. I was expecting people to scream
at us and a protest to form.”
“It was only the first day and
people tend to not care about word games when they’re really sick and you’re
offering relief.”
“I definitely think we proved
that today. Anyway, do you think the
economy will be affected for a while?”
“I think we’re about to find out
how much debt the US can handle. We are
spending an obscene amount of money on the Wuhan virus and I’m not sure if we
can handle it.”
“Don’t you think it’s necessary
though?”
“Yes, but the fact that we
didn’t save up when times were good may come back to haunt us. Remember, all debts are paid; either by the
debtor or the creditor.”
Suraya thinks about this and
then responds, “Yea, you either pay back the loan or you don’t. If you don’t, then the creditor is out the
money so really he paid your debt.”
“How do you think the creditor
feels about you then?”
“Not very good.”
“What do you think will happen
if you want more money?”
“They’ll say ‘no.’
“Or….”
“You’ll have to give them a high
interest rate.”
“Right, so if our creditors get
nervous and start selling their bonds, interest rates will skyrocket.”
“Won’t that help savings
accounts?”
“Yea, but it’ll suck when you
try to buy a house. Right now, mortgages
are 3-4%, what would you do if they went up to 15%?”
“You think that’s a
possibility?”
“It happened in the 80s”
“That wasn’t too long ago.”
“No, it wasn’t”
“Are there indications this is
happening soon?”
“That’s the problem, when we redline,
none of us will see it coming. Just like
the housing bubble bursting in 2008, nobody saw it coming.”
“What do you do then? Like you said, it is necessary so how do you
balance the two?”
“You need to set it up as a
loan, not a gift. It needs to be paid
back and paid back quickly.”
“Well, yea that’s always the
ideal.”
“Then loan with the head and not
the heart.”
“I’m not sure what you’re
getting at.”
“You need to give it to large
corporations so they can filter it through the economy.”
“Reaganomics”
“Correct”
“I heard it didn’t work.”
“You were lied to. We had 6% growth and massive wage increases.”
“Well, as sexy as a financial
conversation is, I think I want to earn my Corvette.”
Suraya removed her clothes and scurried
toward Larry, who already took off his boxers.
She wrapped her arms around Larry hugging him tightly. She pulled up and gently kissed him as they
made their way to the bed. Suraya lied
on the bed and Larry lied on top of her.
Suraya underhooked Larry’s arms and rested her hands on his shoulders as
she pulled him towards her. Larry lied
with his cheek next to Suraya’s with his legs straight back. Suraya wrapped her legs around Larry’s waist
resting her feet on his butt while Larry wrapped his arms around Suraya’s neck
as he drove himself into her. He pulled
up to put a condom on then got into the same position. They gyrated back and forth for a while as
Larry was a little surprised at the intimacy of it but kept driving himself
into Suraya.
After a while, Suraya realized she
had to try a different strategy. She
motioned Larry off her and he obeyed.
Suraya turned over and rested on her stomach lying on her right arm. She turned to Larry and looked at him
seductively and said, “Take me.”
Larry placed his left leg in between
Suraya’s legs and his right leg on the side of her hip. He grabbed her butt in his left hand and her
midsection in his right and arched his back for torque as he lunged himself
inside of Suraya. Suraya moaned but let
Larry dart himself into her repeatedly.
The helpless vulnerable state that Suraya volunteered to put herself in
excited Larry and elongated his penis further.
After a while, Larry realized that this wasn’t going to get him to
climax. He pulled himself to the foot of
the bed grabbing Suraya’s legs and wrapping them around him never withdrawing
himself from her. He hoisted her up and
Suraya protruded her chest forward as she reached back and clasped the back of
Larry’s neck. Larry bounced her with his
thighs as his right hand caressed her breasts and his left fingered her and
played with her clitoris. When Suraya’s
moaning became a guttural scream, Larry switched hands till he got the same
result.
Afterwards, Larry let Suraya down
onto all fours and continued to hump her reaching around and fondling her in
the same way except not elevated. He
collapsed her legs and took the salt and took two body shots off each butt
cheek.
When he concluded, Larry hovered
over her and piledrove his penis into Suraya’s rectum repeatedly. Prior to this, he lathered her anus to make
entry as seamless as possible. He
maneuvered to her side and slid his arm under her right arm and used his right
knee to nudge it into Suraya’s side keeping his body low and pushing
forward. This turned Suraya onto her
back. He snapped his body around and
hoisted her up as Suraya wrapped her arms and legs around him. Larry drove her to the wall slamming her
against it and aggressively humping her.
Suraya rubbed the back of his head as she moaned louder and louder.
After a little bit, Larry backed
himself back to the bed and Suraya bounced on his lap bringing his head in
between her breasts and waved them back and forth. She crawled over his lap swinging her legs
around protruding her butt which Larry caressed before straddling him again to
kiss his mouth and neck as she gyrated her hips against him. She brought her right leg to his chest and
flattened him. She lied down on top of him
and rocked her body forward and back as her thighs clenched his sides. She rode him for a little bit then kissed
down his chest spending extra time on the Greek flag tattooed on his chest
before making his way down to his groin.
She removed the condom and placed his penis in his mouth bobbing her
head up and down. Larry interlocked his
hands behind his head and let out a deep breath as he let Suraya’s mouth work
on his penis. Semen exploded into
Suraya’s mouth as she drooled it out afterwards. She looked up at him and swallowed the semen
licking her lips
Suraya nudged Larry onto his
back and draped her left leg over his and rested her head on his chest as his
diaphragm lifted her head up and down as he panted. She draped her left arm over his chest and
nuzzled herself in. Larry dropped his
left hand over her body and rested it on her back. Suraya challenged, “Is this okay for a
Democrat to be snuggling with you?”
“Yea, I put aside ideology for
stuff like this.”
Suraya laughed, “Yea, so are
there Republicans you don’t like too?”
“Of course.”
“Like who?”
“Rick Wilson.”
“Ah yes. He’s a never-Trumper; no wonder you don’t
like him.”
“It’s not just that, it’s that
he tweeted out that he hopes Melania Trump gets the Wuhan Virus. I mean, what an awful thing to say!”
“That is fucked up but if she
does, and our trial works, we can cure her and that will really put us on the
map.”
“True but I still don’t wish it
on anyone.”
“Me neither. After all, it’s us liberals that are the
compassionate ones.”
“No, you just pretend to be.”
“Need example.”
“I heard a liberal talking about
school choice. She ended her speech
with, ‘We all know what happens when poor people are given a choice and we
can’t have that happen.’ I wish someone
would’ve asked her to explain that.”
“Yea, that’s a very prejudiced
comment.”
“One a Republican would never
make.”
“Not so sure about that. After all, we did have one wish the
Coronavirus on someone.”
“Touche”
Suraya fell asleep soon after
and Larry did as well. The next day it
was back to running the trial. Larry
gave Suraya the keys to his corvette as he figured he’d just buy another one
when things settled down. Suraya jumped
up and down in excitement and hugged him tightly. She hadn’t thought how to tell her mom yet
but she didn’t care. She had a Corvette
and she wasn’t going to let her mom yelling at her ruin that.
The whole world is focused on
finding a cure to the Wuhan virus and Tricia and Suraya’s work just might be
what does it. Whether it’s in Larry’s
house or somewhere else, this needs to be controlled and now that everyone is
dialed in, there’s hope that it’ll happen sooner rather than later. When the trial was over, they took down the
center and returned the products after getting them thoroughly cleaned. Suraya and Tricia hugged Larry good bye for
the last time and went off. As spring
break was over, Larry stopped the beach days and sent all the tests to labs to
be analyzed and then notify the participants.
Whether it will do anything to assuage people’s fear remains to be
seen. Although Larry had moved on from
Suraya, Suraya thought of him every time she drove. She knew better than to get attached so she
just ignored the constant reminder.
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