Even though we were the only people in the house, she spoke in a low hoarse whisper. “You know how people are around here, Chinese whispers and all ...hat.” Her fingers lightly grazed my skin, barely touching, but I could sense it, slowly drawing an invisible line from my pubic hair along the underside of my erect cock, along the dark brown contour of my shaft, to the swollen, bulbous, purple head. “But I have to say, it’s more impressive than I expected.” Me: Glad to be of service.Zoe: Ha ha,. Fuck. She had us and she knew it. There was nothing we could do about it but hope upon hope that dad moved on to another contract or they pulled Ashley out of the mix, but you know how these things always go, never in your favor. Dad walked them out the door and to their car and the second he was back in the house we were right there.“Dad, come on, that’s Ashley! Do we really have to hang out with her?” Rita pouted.“Yes, you gave your word, there’s no getting out of it.”“Dad she’s impossible to. I whistled at her and asked her where she was headed. She winked at me and said “wherever you’re going to take me.” I just kind of laughed it off and she said, “I’m serious Papi, why don’t you take me somewhere that we can be alone.” I about flipped. I told her I knew a spot not too far away if she wanted to follow me. She got in her car, I got in my patrol car, and we left. There was a little park a couple of miles down the road that I’d catch a nap in on those nights when nothing was. Elvis, June 9th, 1972, at Madison Square Garden. Both shows of course. I sold my soul for Rock and Roll on your tombstone. When I slid my tongue in your ass, you said you hoped it wasn't a dream. I asked you, ‘Albeit, beautiful in that creepy, fire and brimstone, end of days, eternal damnation way?' You laughed and replied, ‘No. You are very beautiful, demon girl. Full stop.' Shall I go on?”“Very impressive, young lady. You memorized what you heard me say as I slept.” My reply was as.