Jody must have realized it too. Reluctantly we stepped through the door and into our townhouse.A shadow moved behind us and closed the door. A big sha...ow. I got a better look as he came over to stand by Eddie Ray. He was must have weighed 400 pounds, with prison tattoos up and down his bare arms. His dark hair was stringy, and his sleeveless jean jacket was filthy. Even without the shotgun he looked more dangerous than Eddy Ray."That's Turk. Met him in Texas."What the hell do you think you're. It was soon hard and he began sucking it, bobbing his head up and down. It quickly began to feel great and I forgot about everything other that the pleasure I was getting. He would occasionally take it out of his mouth long enough to tell me how much he was enjoying it. I soon felt the urge and announced that I was coming. He just continues to suck and I exploded in his mouth. Wow, what a feeling. I began to think I wish my wife would do that. She never let me come in her mouth.We chatted a. I move my left hand toward his face and he turns his face into my palm, nuzzling it, turning his head again, opening his mouth, and this murderer licks the residue from me...My rage explodes.DanethI can't breathe. His left hand is crushing my throat, he is rolling on top of me, his weight rushing down the bunched muscles of his arm pressing me into the thin mattress of straw, into the unyielding boards below. I arch my back, grab his wrist, but I might as well try to move the Mountains Beyond. But then you and Jack came home and we celebrated the next weekend.”“I remember getting sick that weekend.”“I doctored your drinks with the solution,” Elizabeth said. “It worked.”“You had to have been giving it to him for at least thirty days for it to potentially work,” Simpson said. “I’ll have to run tests on all my experimental subjects.”“I knew I’d only get one chance, so I gave him the whole bottle that weekend,” Elizabeth confessed.“You poisoned me?” I said.“It just made you a little.