I'm a friend." Of Phil's?" Eddie's too."Myra's lovely almond shaped eyes, half shut, opened wide. "You're Sol! I peaked at one of your letters. You fu...ked her too." Just once. We're just friends. I'm not going to take her from you. She loves you." But you're beautiful." You too, Myra."Myra chuckled. "Not especially." You're kidding, right? You're lovely and cute and beautiful. Not many women have all three. I'm no threat. I have my love. The big lug sitting next to you." I'm sorry." Why?" Never. The next thing he remembered was hearing the front door slam shut, then Malcolm’s outraged yells and his mother’s screams, and then silence, terrible, ear shattering silence. Freezing in terror, Kit stared back at his house, his face white, his ears straining for another noise, a yell, a scream, anything to let him know his mother was alive. Nothing came. He wasn’t sure how many minutes passed before he heard the front door being opened. He saw Malcolm’s huge figure blocking the light from the. Those punks were laughing and giggling as usual. Keno yelled, “Winnie. Let’s go!”Winnie stood up. He was only five-feet-four-inches, but he had a big booty from his silicone ass injections.“Daddy, you gonna fuck my sissy ass,” Winnie inquired.“Hell yeah, cunt boi,” Keno assured him. “Dat ass is mine.”“Ooh, Daddy!”Keno pulled his bottom boi to their cell. Inside of it, he threw the sissy on the lower bunk. The tiny sissy was elated as always with the fact that his big dick biracial Daddy was. Maybe it’s just being dressed like this. You think?’ And she giggles again. —————- This whole day I’ve been hearing hushed comments about Sandy. Part complimentary, part amazement. Even Frank stopped by my office and asked me what the hell was going on with my ‘other half’. He’s called her that for years, even though he knows there’s nothing going on between us, because we work so closely and well and spend so much time with our heads together. ‘She got another one on the line, or is she.