Jesse kissed me goodbye as ac and i drove a way. along the way ac explainedthat we were going to st. charles'. st. charles was the neighborhoodbookie... but charles had his fingers in everything. i came up with charles.even when we were kids he knew how to make money off of anything. even theprincipal in elementary school owed him. he was an alright guy, but youdidn't want to cross him when it came to money. he said we had to make afew stops along the way. it was then that i started to get. Turns out he was a lot more than that. He tried to kill me, and I swear I saw fire balls shoot out of his eyes. I ran like the devil himself was after me. When I returned to my dorm, no one believed my story. Certainly not my teammate Josh Lee, an Asian dude I’ve known since my days at Cardinal Spellman high School in Brockton . Hell, I wasn’t sure that I even believed the story. Still, I know I couldn’t have imagined a fire ball singing me as I ran away. The bruises were quite real. I decided. .............................................................................Well as he started to soften and I felt I had gotten all I could get out of it, I then slowly let his cock slide from my mouth. I licked what I could from my lips, that had escaped my mouth and I got what I could with my fingers then took it from my fingers, my face and his legs. And I brought it all to my mouth and I licked and sucked it all off of my finger's and his legs.We was both totally exhausted and we lay. Then, you’re gonna think I’m crazy, I heard my name being called. I heard it plain as day, ‘JOOOEEEYY, JOOOEEYY.’ May God bear witness, it sounded just like Becky calling me, sadly, from a long distance. Not just twice. It went on about a dozen times. She sounded so sad. She sounded like a ghost crying in the wilderness. A chill went down my spine and the hairs on my arms stood on end. The strangest feeling came over me. I gathered up Abacus, patted his nose and told him, ‘You gotta get me.