. OK,.. er.. may I go and make a coffee, please?" I said, not ableto think of anything sensible to ask on the spur of the moment.Ann consulted the ...op paper on her board, even looking at one or twobelow the top one."Sorry, madam," she said, "I can't let you do that, its not on the list!"and laughed uproariously."Hmmm," I said, "that might come in very useful!"At that moment, the doorbell went. We were off and running!We went down in the lift to the rear door and found a large van-type. The man raised the Bud can to his lips, tiltedhis head back, and pounded what was left in the canbefore throwing it angrily across the room. Althoughmuffled through the glass he heard the man's voice."I told you not to cry!" The man stammered. "It's areal fucking turn off." The man, looking down atJulie's naked body, reached for the zipper of hisjeans. As he unzipped them he continued, "You saw whatI did to your mother when she couldn't stop balling."Mikey could hear Julie's faint sobs, then he. ‘Oh yes’ Nicki exclaimed and once again she took my dick into her mouth. Her tongue swirled all around the length of me while Lily’s tongue explored my wife’s pussy. Nicki’s blow job was picking up the pace so I assumed that Lily’s tongue was doing likewise. ‘Fuck it, honey’ Nicki cried. I could somewhat see that Lily had her hands around Nicki’s pussy and from the movements I figured my wife was getting a finger fucked by a young hot slut. One of her naughty fantasies had finally come true. As. There is one rule that everyone knows. Someone fucks and someone gets fucked. When I went to jail, I was Alfonso Brown. A hard-working guy. A church-going guy. An academic achiever. I was my mama’s joy. A tall, hefty black man. The good son. Now, I was changed. Alfonso Brown died inside the jail. Red Blade was born in there. I came up with the name Red Blade after I used a sharp knife to make sure that the bastards who raped me would never rape anyone again. No, I didn’t kill them. I’m certain.