Where’s Joy?” “Joy’s dead. There’s no more Joy.” “Dead. No Joy!” Sweetness weeped, but she’d clearly already half-reconciled herself...to this possibility, not erupting into the hysteria of tears that Sharon had feared. “How did she die? What happened? Where am I?” Sharon explained to Sweetness as best she could what had happened and where they were. And rehearsed as much to herself as for Sweetness’ benefit the horrors they had been through. She talked and she talked, disjointedly, ramblingly,. My mouth is preparing for her tang, that copper-penny zest, the unctuous sap that will slather my tongue. My cock tugs at my sleeve like an impatient child for candy. It craves the enveloping sweet tightness of her cunt. But the shop is closed today; the clutch of Milly's snatch will forever remain just a memory. The thought her pussy, its welcoming grasp sends my mind off-kilter, makes a liability of my cock.When Karen begins, there is little for me to see. Just Milly's knees as arches of pale. Friday morning I was distracted and anxious, I was shaved and clean but with nowhere to go. By two p.m. I was ready and drove to the video store, there were no cars there but I parked and went inside anyway. Keith saw me come in and called me to the counter. Knowing what Keith had seen me do and what I had done with him I couldn’t look him in the eye. I walked over, head down. “Dennis didn’t call you?” he asked. When I said he hadn’t Keith told me “He got a new girlfriend and said he wouldn’t. Great. He thought as he untangled himself from her death grip. Turning slowly from Ivy, Nikolai faced his friend and occasional business partner. ‘Niko? Ivy what the hell is going on?’ Disbelief and anger colored Coles voice as his eyes bore into Ivy. ‘Don’t you take that tone with her Cole.’ Growled Nikolai. ‘This whole mess is my fault and I fully take the blame and any ass kicking you feel like dishing out.’ Nikolai said as he ran his hand through his recently disheveled hair. ‘Wait. You two.