I roll over and open my bedside drawer and my fingers find what I need, a tube of lube and my favourite toy, my dildo. With trembling fingers I smear ...he dildo and my hole and press the button to start it vibrating. I lie on my back, raise my bum and slide it into me. The vibration kicks in and I close my eyes, imagining it is Marcus and not a cold, hard piece of plastic. With one hand I move it in and out, and with the other I stroke my cock, feeling the climax beginning to build deep within. From there, he hiked into the nearby town and sold them. When the man who bought them asked where he had found them, Leoncio lied and told him that his father had found them several years earlier when he was fishing in the Prinzapolka River. He explained that his father had recently passed away and the family needed the money.Making sure that he wasn’t followed, Leoncio carefully made his way back to the southwest tunnel entrance and then flew through the tunnels to the southeast exit. From. Det. Susan Kay was the first to grace my office. It was perhaps only the second or third time she had been there. Simply put, if she wanted to see me it usually was at her office.Her visit, however, was not of the professional nature."Michael?" she asked once she had seated herself across from me.I felt like a 7th-grader called to the principal's office. I used some of the teenaged petulance I had witnessed from Lila and Amelia upon occasion."Detective," I replied, choosing to greet her. I'm certainly glad I didn't have more children." Does she see him?" Not often. In truth, she sees him about as often now as she did before. She loves to see him, but he doesn't know what to do with her when she visits. I don't know if he even has a place to live after the hurricane. He was living in town in an apartment before it hit." I guess the hurricane changed more than just your house." The real estate market for the kinds of properties I sell will go to zero for several months. I have to.