.. not at all, Mr. uh... Rogers," he said, peering at a typed list through thick glasses.He chuckled again. "'Course... like I always say... this life...tyle is a woman's theme park," he joked. "Us guys are just along for the ride." Indeed?" Brad said delicately. "And why would you say that?"For the first time, Ashley reached out to take his hand and hold it tightly. She knew that tone. Brad was not happy and might explode if provoked badly enough."Well..." the other man said, "women have the. "Another month? Two? And for what? Feeling like shit after taking a handful of pills? Or throwing up for two days after the radiation? No, Amberle, I want to die with dignity. I just want to be comfortable and spend as much time as I can with you and our daughter."The doctors had done all they could, and she resigned herself to the fact that this would mean her death.I took her home. She was a shell of her former self. She had lost a lot of weight, and her glorious mane of raven-black hair was. Nobody would mess with him.Several long months after Baron’s death, a new group of prisoners was brought in. Among them was a twenty-one year old who had been part of a car theft ring which shipped the cars they stole overseas. This young man was called Blade. He was almost six feet tall with a slender body which he had developed with hours in the gym. He had black hair with a slight curl and startling blue eyes, with a small patch of black hair the center of his well-formed chest.Despite his. Tom arrived back with some lube and squeezed a blob into his hand. “Brace yourself,” he said and without warning grabbed my cock and started rubbing away. I heard Emily let out another squeal as she realised that this was actually happening.He worked at my cock like an expert, which I guess made sense since he had probably been working at his own cock his whole life, as one does.He had only been at it for a minute or so when I felt the familiar pressure rise at the end of my dick. With one last.