Then Ned had been shot by Eleanor Burke, Corrigan had not even considered that possibility. He’d expected the Iron Crowbar to do something ‘active...��, but that fucking police Lieutenant must’ve been the luckiest man alive that Eleanor Burke had been able to act as she did. ‘How did she get the gun, Jody?’ asked the voice, which cut through his thoughts like a hot knife. It was Wargrave, who’d been watching Jody, knowing his thoughts as he thought them. ‘I have no idea, Henry.’ said Corrigan.. You thought I was a masterpiece. You, the girl who stood tall and narrow, flowing in the breeze like a willow tree. The girl with an entire universe in her mind. The girl who had little but gave a lot. The girl with such a gorgeous face with thin, flesh-colored lips that were capable of more than my entire body was. The girl who was everything to me saw me as her world. You solved me. What did you see in me? What sort of fascination could even compare to how I felt about you? Why did you care. Cum, a man's seminalfluid, and I'd produced gallons of that during my time, had it on me,squeezed and dripped on my body, even tasted it, ok, I was younger andthought she had swallowed it, ew what a nasty surprise that was, but itwas only the thought I suppose, God I wonder how much cum had beenswallowed over time.Eventually I got up, but it was due to hunger than anything else,besides I was getting bored (believe it or not), of fingering myselfand playing with my tits.I didn't bother with room. ‘Pee for me Jonny, she whispered in his ear.’ He eventually was able to relax enough, to start peeing for her. She giggled as she moved his cock from side to side, watching his stream of pee moving about like a garden hose. He finished peeing, and noticed that she was still holding his cock tightly. Her erect nipples were pressed hard against his back, and she was rubbing her hairy pubes slowly over his naked bum cheeks. His cock started to harden again, as she gently rubbed it with both her.