"Mmm, I think you've checked by now to see if I was nice and smooth, Ross. I think you're just being a naughty boy now, taking advantage of your mothe.... I'm going to have to tell you to stop, you know, you're getting your mother all excited and she might do something naughty then herself. You might even give her an orgasm. That would be very naughty, now, wouldn't it? A horny son giving his mommy a lovely orgasm with his wonderful tongue? That would be so naughty. But nice."I knew that was. ." His beady eyes took in my long legs below the hem of the miniskirt."I've got some things to do, Frank," I said, starting out the door again. He stood up, almost spilling his coffee, and thrust a wad of bills into my hand."Just let me come see you tonight." He looked like a man who hadn't eaten in months. I smoothed the crumpled bills out and counted them. About fifty dollars... a down payment anyway on all that my horrible stepfather had done to me in the past."Okay," I said, stuffing the. On one of my rare days off, I got in my truck and headed into town. I drove around until I found a book store that had booths inside. I was so nervous that I thought I was going to get scared and back out, but I went inside. I mingled around looking at the video selection for a while, when I noticed this very nicely dressed black man watching me. After stealing a few glances at him and his crotch, I decided to go o the boothes in the back. I had no idea what I needed to do or what to expect. It took all of his self- control not to accelerate wildly when he saw two patrol cars scream past him going the other way. He watched the flashing lights vanish into the distance. He wondered if they were heading to Quince's house.Whatever the case, he had to dump the car as soon as possible. He was now heavily implicated in the murder of eight policemen and Quince's thugs who had replaced them. Despite the misgivings he had about taking the virus, he now had no other options.It was well past.