" I've a question. Have you decided which station I'm going to broadcast to?" Not yet. I know a couple, but I was not sure which I prefer more. I'm cu...rently torn between C.N.N. and B.B.C."Now's the time. "How about B.C.S?" B.C.S.?" B.C.S. The Baltimore Chesapeake Station." Why them?" Better yet, who are they?"I've connections with them." Really? Like who?" My mother is a reporter there." Really? What does she usually cover?" Human interest stories." She ever do the science beat?" No. But she. ." I might be drunk... but I know what I want. And right now... it's not you, Mr Nasty. Now, move to one side!"Jake, shouted from the living room. "Need a hand Dawn? Want me to come in?"Dawn stared at me with a drunken, but angry stare. She pushed me with both her hands, but lacked the strength or conviction to move me. "Let me go."I didn't know what to do. Should I leave Dawn to these two a****ls? And if I do, where do I go? Walk the night streets in subzero conditions? I could try and join in. I told her to make out with him, and she went to him, and did. After a few kisses, he pulled her down on to my bed and began feeling her breasts, and then her pussy. I reached down and grabbed one of her legs, and instinctively Tom did the same. We gently spread her , until her young hairy pussy was exposed. we sat there looking at slightly gaping cunt, with a glistening trail of pussy slime stretched across her outer gash. In a few seconds, both of out hands made out way down there,. "We take the act far too seriously. You ain't the only one we've had a threesome with." Why on earth would you make her do that?" Franky said."Make her screw other guys?" I said, "I have never made her do that. The fact is, she is obsessed with blowjobs. She said she'd suck anyone's dick if that's all they wanted." You used to suck my dick when we were kids," I said.Franky went bright red and whisper shouted, "You sucked my dick too!" I know," I said, "and neither of us turned out to be gay,.