‘Hey, dumb ass, we might be looking for a patsy, and nice plumb white boys are perfect.’ The Sgt. shook his head like a pompous ass. ‘Am I innoc...nt?’ Henry gave the cop a bullshit smile. He wasn’t pleased. Later he gave yesterday’s crime scene a once over and crept off the streets of Washington Heights and on to the bridge. He mocked himself and imagined his body as some omniscient sphere growing huge in the sky. He liked to exaggerate. Henry fought depression, he once told a fare with an. I ripped off my jockeys and threw myself onto the bed, cock rampant: "Come on," I said, "give me a suck."Julia, still in her white panties, climbed onto the bed. She took one of my hands and placed it on her crotch and I could feel something stir under her panties. I sniggered as I wondered what it was. She held my hand in place and I could feel a bulge grow in her panties. I did a double take. What the fuck was going on here? It could not be. But it was so. It grew and grew and stood out. .I'll leave Lisa...No you can stay I'll turn my back" she smiles.I watahed with interest of a dying man man looking at water as my older sister disrobed. She removed her t-shirt. Her back was so wonderful the tanned skin and slender shoulders leading to a narrow waist. Her bra was white and she lowered her jeans revealing white nylon panties covering her round butt, as round as a Georgia peach. Lisa's thighs were full and sleek and her legs those of a playmate of the year. Lisa brushed off the. I would have preferred to see it so I would know where to avoid it. I was a little light-headed, too. The light-headed thing could have been from my thirst. I get that way during the first 2 or 3 days off the bottle. I think it comes from the fact that I haven’t really replaced all the fluids I was getting while drinking. Who the fuck wants water though? I would’ve gone to coke, but I usually abstained from it because the memory of the rum ran hand in hand with it.My choice was milk or 7Up,.