" You know that your hotdogs are probably at least partly beef, anddead pig otherwise," River teased."Oh. I never thought about that," the boy said."I... is important to know where your food comes from, and I don't meanLoblaws or Dominion (Canadian grocery chains). Manitou, or God, ifyou are talking to people back in Toronto, put the animals on theearth as part of a system, where one animal is the food for another.Cows and pigs, for instance, would be rare animals if humans were nottending and. ”Terry looked horrified. “Really?” he said. I nodded again. Then I smiled, “Yes. But on the good side you now get to fuck your baby sister in Yorkville. So how bad could that be?”I didn’t wait for an answer I just took them both by the hands and walked down the laneway that runs between Bellair and Bay Street. I’d been watching and no-one had gone in or out of there. It was used mostly for loading into the stores on Cumberland and Bloor. As soon as we entered the laneway I stopped and turned to. He removed his pants and boxers, leaving us both totally nude. I begged for my release. I wanted to play with his cock. Nine inches, with a large width, his cock was pleasant to have in my pussy, but even more fun in my mouth. My pleas went unanswered. I begged for him to put himself into my mouth, which also went unanswered.Instead, he teased me. He rubbed himself on my slit, never entering. He laid on top of me once again, kissing me. He allowed his length to slide into my slit, but not into. Usually I'd have told them to box up the rest and taken it home for later, but when the waitress asked I just shook my head. I gave her my credit card, signed the chit and went back to the street. I hoped my body language was conveying what I felt: "Hey, take me, take me, I'm available and unprotected!"Nothing.Had he given up?After all that surveillance it seemed incredible, but why in God's name hadn't he moved on me yet? Was he waiting for me to go home, planning to take me there? But how.