He went directly to the desk, opened a bottle of Knob Creek, and pureed two glasses. He came back to me, handed me a glass and sat down on the bed. "S...t down with me" he said as he patted the bed beside him. "Let's drink a little." I sat. He laid his hand on my thigh. We drank. Looking into each others eyes, without speaking. I was unsure how to act, what to do. But he wasn't.He leaned to me and kissed my lips. I kissed back. He offered his tongue. I took it. Soft, sweet, tasting of bourbon. My. Wrapping my lips around Bill's cock once again, I pushed my mouthdown on him. My jaws were spread wider than I'd thought was possible.Surprisingly, I found that I was able to stretch them around hisgiant cock. I hoped that he wasn't so thick that he'd tear Debbie'scunt when he fucked her. I was careful to not bite him or let myteeth scrape his flesh, mouthing him softly with my lips. As Icontinued sucking on him, I was able to descend farther and fartherdown his length. I finally reached a. "You and your mom are going to live with us."Nancy's a cute little girl, she looks a lot like her mother and reminds me a lot of the littler girls at home right down to the missing teeth. She looked hard at me, then wonderingly turned back to her mom, and only then did she finally seem to notice that we were naked. She turned back to me and asked. "Are you going to be my new Daddy?"I looked back, stunned for a moment, then got my voice working."Yes, if you want me to be." Really?" I didn't know. "It is a useful skill when one is a mercenary."Mercenary. Palmris was a soldier who sold his services to a buyer and would fight on whichever side had the most gold. Jack shivered: this tired-looking little man was a soldier and a killer who carried a knife with him everywhere he went, even in the presence of his sister, one of the greatest poets the world had ever known."Jack, come," Palmris said. He was not one to speak quietly. Apparently his lowest volume was meant to be heard over the din.