I hired him quite a few years ago and have nothing but praise for him. With one small exception." What's that?" asked Williamson suspiciously."He kept...that lush Elliot on the evening news too long. But he did that out of a false sense of charity since Elliot was a friend of yours. A drinking buddy, in fact." I fired him because he was fucking her! Willianison saw the way the conversation was heading and knew he had to take the heat off. He accused Velvet and pointed a finger at her. "She and. My wife knows how much I want to fuck her and sometimes agrees to pretend to be her. This has been going non since we’ve been married and I’ve gotten to cop the occasional feel of her ass and tits. One day my wife told me my mother-in-law needed some help moving boxes. Her dad was going to be at church and refused to miss it to help out. He wasn’t always like that though. I guess he used to be a lot of fun but then got super religious. My wife told me one time that her mom liked it in her ass. “It’s inevitable, Nick. Just like Nestor and me. Cradle to grave. His unfortunately.”“But it’s different.”“In a good way, I think. You mean because Nestor and I were so alike. Peas in a pod. And they are so different. Nestor and I may have fed off each other’s intelligence, increasing ideas exponentially, but this isn’t the benefit here. Sean needs them and I think they need Sean.”“Like their mothers.”“Exactly like their mothers. Getting Sean out of his shyness and being stuck in his. This was how I ended up at a homeless shelter giving out soup when I could have been home watching football. What can I say, I loved it, she was so much fun to be with, and every time I saw that smile as she gave some bum some soup I swear it fed my soul more than she fed the bums. Because I had been such a good sport at the soup kitchen, she agreed to let me take her to an early dinner. I went home jubilated and the first thing I did was make reservations at a new French restaurant located in.
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