"Any idea how he is connected to the Harvard Chink?" I asked."He does odd jobs for several of his suppliers. He has a rep as being able to come up wit... people to do about anything. He has a handful of girls, and even some guys, who do what he tells them for drugs. Kind of a low lever cannon fodder supplier. The odd thing is that he came along. Usually he stays miles away from the actual work. Once in a while he provides a little muscle for drug deals and things like that. He might have gotten. Nothing really came up close, but we did see several sharks, including one very large hammerhead shark that could scare anyone.We lounged around watching TV for a while when we got home, then went to the patio for Sunday evening pizza and wings. I was close to being the only one having killer hot wings. Even Sharon, who claimed to be a spicy food eater, couldn't handle the wings made with Sal's sister's sauce. Sal and I ate some wings that weren't fit for general consumption, but were so good. Slowly withdrawing I turn your head to kiss me with a gentle touch. Your matching kiss is deep and full. I can feel your passion and love, just knowing that makes my cock throb even more. You turn over and I slide slowly into your warmth. I nibble, kiss and suck slowly as I enter you again. The buildup is gradual, you pulling my hips with your hands as you encourage me. Your eyes plead for my cum, begging me to give you my release. My heart and soul burn as I continue, building up seeing the. Iguess it's because he is Andrea's boyfriend and I'm sort of a relative, Iguess, so nothing will happen...or should happen...or...oh, I don't know,this is getting just too confusing, so I should just enjoy the moments.Just about when we are done, he gets a little serious for a moment, "Um,Angela, about last night..."I look up at him sort of confused, "Uh, last night? Were you, um, at theparty?"He looks at me and takes a breath, "No, I mean later."I am even more confused and look at him rather.