“Only you would think so! I feel dirty and smelly and sweaty.” She was wrong; any guy would have thought so, and counted his blessings to be so ne...r her. “We can fix that – let’s get you out of those pants.” “That seems to be a recurring theme with you.” “It’s always a worthy goal.” I knelt again and unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans, and then carefully tugged them down, trying not to rip them any more than they already were; I loved the way she looked in them, and didn’t want to give her any. You little bitch, you're no better than a common slut! I saw you out there yesterday, flat on your back giving your body away. A whore! My own daughter is nothing better than a whore! How many men have you known, Karen? How much do they pay for your body?"Jason saw the tears well in the young brunette's eyes and stream down her cheeks. "Frank, you've..."Stay out of this, Jason!" Frank raged. "If you had raised your son better, this wouldn't have happened. But he takes after his mother and. He couldn't really be in there to suck a cock, could he?It was a question I kept repeating in my head, a question where the answer seemed obvious. No way.Yet what other explanation could there be for the text I'd seen?Or for his reaction to the text?Or for his quick departure?Or for his now being in a sketchy house in a rough part of town?Okay, so he must be in there either sucking someone's cock or about to.Now what?I hadn't considered what to do after reaching his destination.Should I wait. 303 caliber, but still with a hollow point to hold the poison. The bullet was not a high velocity type, because it was desirable for the bullet to remain within the body of the Wasp, and a high velocity bullet would simply pass on through the Wasp without dropping its poison. The reason for going to a slightly larger bullet was to cut down on deflection from stray wind currents and to give them a little more punch at longer range. Not a big change, but a helpful one.Two banks of rocket.