Bailey! She head snapped to her brother, what had he said? What? she asked. Youre working the club tomorrow night, he roughly said as he looked at her... Cody watched Bailey pale. Blake are you sure theres not another way? He didnt like this idea either, that made Bailey an easy target. No, shell work then theyll probably follow her home, Howards wont make it obvious. Well wait for them at the house. House? Them? Bailey asked as she sat at the edge of her seat, she didnt like this idea one bit.. I had been racking by brain trying to remember where I had heard of that particular substance, when Monica moved over to me. Without so much of a word of explanation, she took my penis in her hand and stabbed me with the syringe. I yelped in pain as she hurried to empty its contents into my cock. I had never had a problem with needles, as my eleven tattoos can attest to, but this latest experience may well traumatize me for life! Once I had gotten my wits about me again, I noticed my dick. Carl, this is going to be a harder adjustment for you than for the rest of us, perhaps, but trust me that this is for the best."Don't worry, there won't be any humiliation or anything like that. I'm glad that you didn't actually have that V done for a variety of reasons. One of which is that I want you to take on the role of one of the fathers. I want you to knock up some ladies. You're going to be one hell of a busy stud, Carl. Life for you will be just as wild and crazy as it has been for. "Just Commander Golden. He's in the bathroom showering. Why?" Anna asked, noticing the strained expression on his face."It's your fuckin' husband Paul," Chet said, shaking his head slowly and pacing back and forth in the living room."Paul? Is he causing trouble?" Anna asked apprehensively as she watched Chet closely."Trouble isn't the word for it," Chet said as he stopped his nervous walking and sat down on the couch."Oh, Cod! I knew something like this would happen," Joyce wailed, covering her.