As soon as the bathroom door clicked shut, I crossed the room to sit on Kat's couch, cupping her face in my hands. She accepted the kiss with tight li...s. Something was bothering her."You want to keep it," I said before she could speak.Her mouth worked, twitching from a smile to a frown."It's our baby," she said, placing a protective hand on her belly. "I know we can't -" I want to, too," I said."Really?"There was a light in her eyes now, a blue like the sky on a winter morning, a cold clarity. Big deal! His brother was a real man, not someone this white boy could call a faggot! The white boy would learn all about what a faggot really was!Mario glanced at his baby brother. Jose was not the type of boy to spend time in jail. Mario was very proud of his all his family, but Jose was the baby, the entire family's favorite! Jose had been kept away from juvenile halls, he was too handsome, too fine to experience that life style.The Rivera family had an Italian mother, they had a Mexican. I try to put them out of my mind, but I keep imagining the various ways that Jim could be using Lynn’s helpless body for his pleasure. Though I feel more moments of jealousy, I am very aroused and my caged dick is pointlessly dry humping the mattress. I curse the cage, but know that it is part of Lynn’s control over me that I crave. Eventually, I finally fall asleep until I wake to morning light coming in through the basement window wells and the sound of my cell phone. “I LOVE JIM’S COCK! I. 5 in the air.Stern slumped behind his desk, feeling completely deflated. He had no other cases to work on, no prospective clients to call, no foreseeable income whatsoever. It was cruel, the way this case had materialized out of the blue, promising financial salvation (or at least financial relief), and then disappeared.The thought of sitting in his quiet, airless office all day waiting for the phone to ring was suddenly intolerable, and he decided to stop feeling sorry for himself. There was.