Didn't think Brad would actually like Cider. Iguess it is sweet an tastes good. When I returned I was greeted by thesight of brad rubbing his cock thr... his shorts.`What the fuck are you looking at Fart knocker?'Really don't know where this sweet 9 year old kid got his vocabulary. MTVprobably. But he really did speak that way to me.`There you go, cheers! Do you wanna play Fifa or what?'`Ok. But don't cheat this time an you can't play as Arsenal right?'So we started to play Fifa Soccer. Both sat. Ed knew from experience that, at this point in the investigation, there were two possible suspects, the wife and the girlfriend and the detectives would be anxious to talk to both of them.Ed got into the van and started to think. He knew that he shouldn't get involved in this. The woman had been calm and in control of herself until those 2 gang members started playing around. She either had nothing to do with the murder or she was the coolest murderess in history. He reached behind the seat and. The first of my messages was from a Mrs. Harvey, who owned a large home for the elderly out off the Old Blandford Road and was looking for a contract gardening company to look after the grounds. Apparently she had been given my name by Georgia Craven which totally surprised me as I did not think that she had been that impressed with me on the couple of occasions that we had met. Emma had marked the message URGENT. The other call was from Suey, the Chinese girl that I had dated at Christmas,. “No really, I just don’t…” I began to say but tailed off when he took four more fifties out of his wallet. Shit, that was another two hundred quid. He could see in my eyes that I was tempted. He peeled off another.“Two hundred and fifty, that’s my final offer.”Something told me that if I hesitated too long, he’d put his wallet away and that would be it. These city guys are like that. It was a game. And he’d won.“Okay,” I said quickly before he changed his mind, “But I’ll need lube.”I let his.