We did have a couple of threesomes while I was still in college, but both times the third wheel was a female. I often teased him about owing me for th...se times. In truth, I probably enjoyed it more than he did.Once again, Eddie was jogging on the treadmill when I finished my shower and dressed. I’d chosen a fairly conservative halter and shorts. “Breakfast in thirty,” I told him. He just smiled and gave me a thumbs up.“Well, how did it go last night?” I asked him while we were sitting across. That would make them completely useless to us. Subjects don't last very long as it is and finding new ones, the right ones, is very difficult."Roger's forceful lecture lost some of its punch because of his tired expression."I can assure you that finding new subjects is a lot better than dealing with the wrong memories. Shit. What a fucking mess. Goddamn Johnny! This is his fault!" shouted Darlene.Roger threw off his tie and cummerbund, and then poured another drink for himself. Darlene. "That's just too bad. I feel for you, man. I know what yer thinking, yer thinking yer can make a break for it." A gunshot rang out as they put the nag with the broken limbs out of its misery and pain. Sal Carbone - button man for Richie Bettino pulled his suit aside to reveal a shoulder holstered forty-five. I let out a world weary sigh and my shoulders slumped. If I ran, the next thing getting shot would be me. "Let's go see der boss, Micky," smiled Carbone, putting a massive hand on my. There was a little wait as he stared at her. Jenny could feel her own shit dribbling down her chest, staining the white dress. "You look awful." "What, don't you like it?" "I love it, you filthy fucking whore." "You make an old man very happy. I haven't cum like that in a long time." "We did this a couple of months ago." "Well, yes. I know." "I know you've done it with Synnamon, too." "Oh, yes, she's very good, too, of course, but you, well, that's spectacular." "Thanks." He sat back a.