“What,” she clutched imaginary pearls. “Renae?!?”“That’s what I said, Clara,” he stressed.“Excuse me then! I’m gonna make some tea. ...ou want some?”“May as well.”The retired electrician put on his red, terrycloth robe. He walked downstairs and opened the front door. He went to the curb and waved over a uniformed officer. “What’s going on?”“We’re responding a shooting,” the young, trim patrolman explained.“Oh my,” Lesley gasped. “I never would’ve expected this.”“I know. This neighborhood is. “You don’t have any hair… and your dicks so small!” He grabbed me by my cock and placed me standing between his legs. He jerked me off gently with his thumb, index and middle finger. I’d never jerked off or been jerked off before so I was starting to really like it. I asked Eric if he was going to suck it and he responded with, “No you’re gonna suck my dick..” Eric brought me to my knees and I just stared at his meat wondering how he got so big. “C’mon faggot… suck it!” I was scared but I took. She went back to her bedroom and looked at the clock. 2:17am it read. She lay back down in her bed and tried to close her eyes, but was greeted by a vision of Gregg’s laughing face. Her eyes flew open and she sat back up, realizing that she would be getting no more sleep this morning. When she walked in that morning, Dave knew something was wrong. She had dark circles under her eyes and just looked like hell. He rushed over to her. ‘What happened?’ ‘Nightmare, bad one,’ she replied blandly.. ''That not what I meant and you know it!'' she laughed,I realized we were now alone,''Come out the back here and I'll get you a drink ,no one's here now,I know you've been watching me you know..''At a loss for words I shrugged my shoulders,but I could do with drink.She led me to the photo copier room and hoped up on the machine and sat facing me ,she crossed her legs,I glimpsed a stocking top and she looked into my eyes and said,''I have a thing about trade's men, all that hard work and using.