’ ‘Boyfriend?’ ‘Not in this lifetime, sir.’ ‘Good. Your new assignment is to escort my daughter for a night on the town. I will pay you of...course, and provide you with transportation and spending money….’ I have to admit, the actual dialogue I had to paraphrase here since I was busy examining the smaller details of my then-short life as it zipped past my eyes. But the boss continued… ‘…because Mona LIKES you, Andy. She smiles like she ain’t smiled since her momma died. She said as much about. Whether they were conscious of the reason, whether they were romantics liking newlyweds, whether they were merely being polite, Jen’s parishioners always spoke kindly to him.“So,” he said in the car driving back, “tomorrow, we both have off. Want to do something special? Picnic?”“Sounds great,” Jen said. Then she looked through the windshield at the clouds. “Do you think the weather will co- operate?”“Man proposes; God disposes. Let’s keep up our side.”“Okay. Picnic lunch tomorrow. God willing. Between breaths, she panted, ‘My ass, baby. Put…your finger in….my ass.’ Eager to follow, Mike gently nudged his index finger to the entrance to Naomi’s asshole as he continued licking her pussy. He slowly pushed his finger into her asshole. As he did, Naomi’s body jerked and he heard her moans get very loud. ‘Oh yes, baby, OH GOD, I’M CUMMING!’ Naomi’s pussy squirted into Mike’s mouth and over the sides of his face. He continued licking her sweetness as she came over him. He felt good, he. . ahhhh yeah Brian . . . man like me has needs . . . Yeah . . ," he crooned "We need it, Brian. We need it." After a prolonged pause he continued. "Maybe your mama doesn't suck, but I'll bet you do. Bet you're good at it. Bet your mouth would feel good as pussy right about now. Maybe better. Hell yeah, maybe better." Like falling bricks, it struck Brian. Better! A better fuck than his own mother! A better whore. A better "girlfriend". Maybe Sig would want to face fuck him more than he wanted to.