In my walk around my neighborhood, I passed a convenience store where the owner, Raja from India, worked twelve hours a day, seven days a week selling...newspapers, coffee, groceries, and other sundae items. Although a cash business was appealing and he always drove a new car and had a nice house, I’m sure he didn’t legally declare much of his income. I’d never do that as a business, it’s too much of a target for robberies. I passed the cobbler where Vito was too busy repairing a shoe to see my. And Mrs. Mills, and rather than go to the clerk at the desk, I walked over to where they were. They both looked as if they had been crying which didn’t fill me with confidence.“Hi, Mr. Mills. Deputy Sheriff Phil Kessel told me Jocelyn was in an accident.”“Hi, Mike. Yes. On her way to McKinley this morning. I’m not sure what she was up to, but about ten minutes outside of McKinley she was in an accident. She’s in surgery now, and has been for three hours. They stabilized her in McKinley then. I have no idea how long I laythere, but an older couple stumbled upon me and called the police.In the aftermath, a trip to the hospital for an examination, dnacollection and so on, my parents arrived. I was bruised and sore, butdidn't have any life threatening injuries. My male ego had taken a hugehit however. My father talked to the doctors, who talked to the nurses;the upshot of that was that no mention that I was really a male was madein the record. The police interviewed me, and I was. I’m sucking on just the head of him at first now, my tongue bathing the head of him before working down lower on his shaft. I can still smell the scent of his body soap, old spice I think. It mixes well with everything else. It clearly smells of sex in the room. It kind of makes me think of the Rihanna song S&M. Such a good song that one is. Cory reaches down, and caresses my hair as I suck on him deeper. I know he’ll come again, even if it isn't as strong as the one he just had. I want to.