We have some unfinished business to take care of, don't you think?" Fran asked softly as she sat on the edge of her son's bed."God, Mom, do you mean..... I mean, do you mean that we should... uh, you know, uh," the boy stammered with a flush."You can go ahead and say it, Jerry," Fran said with soft laugh, amused and touched by her little boy's shyness. "You know what I want. It's what you want, too. But do say it, Jerry. I want to hear you say the words." Oh, Mom," Jerry said with a soft moan,. Plus, he also liked the feeling of forcing his big dick into your throat, which I also like, so that was good.There are two other drive around places where night time cruising is very heavy, one by a pond and one by a small wood. Lots of cock available in both. Once at night I went to the pond and a guy who had blown me before is there talking to some absolute hunk. Not too tall, but good looking, about 28 or so, built. Married. He's talking about his wife and k**s and these guys are neighbors. " I don't think so, Doc. Get to work, and mind you, he'd best live!" she demanded.There was a tone in her voice that wasn't to be broached. Doc heard it, Ranger heard it, and I heard it. He nodded and got down to brass tacks. Jesse was out and looked to be running a fever. I couldn't do anything about that. It was up to the Doc to get the lead and bone fragments out. My bet was most of the bullet was already out the other side, but some might have broken off when it hit the bone. There had to. It was quiet, as we walked down the little roadway in the cemetery to the mausoleum. As we walked, I tried to formulate what I was going to say to you my dad, and try to fix things between me and him.After getting to the mausoleum, we went inside, and I locked the doors behind us. I took my dad around the corner out of view of the front doors to the parlor adjacent the chapel. I said to him, "Have a seat on the love seat, I'll be back. I'm just going to check and see if anyone's in the.