I seated myself on the last toilet inside a small cubicle. I really was in a hurry to get it over with and get the hell away from the loud voices. Of ...ourse my nerves made it harder to start the flow.I finally got the flow going. It felt wonderful even on just a physical level. Emotionally, I was thrilled to think I might be gone before it went too rank. Alas it was not to be. On my very first night on the road I heard what was the unmistakable blast of a shotgun. I was pretty sure someone had. I hope that is not too blokey for you." It's fine. I used to play hooker. Surprised eh! You just thought I wasa sissy who liked dressing up. Don't ever try to pigeon-hole me." I better not," he said with a laugh, placing his hand on my nyloncovered knee.The thrill went through me like electricity. I struggled not to react."You haven't brought much of a coat. I should have told you to bringone." I have this little jacket which should keep the wind out. I'll be OK,I'm sure."I wasn't, we were in. Your mom doesn't mind if you want to go to bed with your sister or me. I told you that before. She wants to try you out for herself. I say, go for it! But come find me when you want some guy-time again.”“It's a tradition in this family,” I said. “Your sister went to bed for her first time with your father once she turned eighteen. Now that you're eighteen, you'll be able to join us. Except it looks like you and your dad got a head start.”Donna said, “We might have to make up a schedule for who. "Mike looked at the cop, and replied, "Want to bet?" Sure, since I am the cop, I say he goes to foster, they will take him in, and... " he said and then stopped.Shaking his head, Mike reached down to his waist and he pulled out his blackberry and looked through the directory. Pressing the button, he heard the phone ring and was picked up on the other end."Hello?" said a tired voice."Hi Judge Montana, sorry to call so late, but I need your help."Judge Raymond Montana sat up in bed and pulled his.