" I love you, too. I haven't had time to think about our problem. If I can, I'll call you tonight, and we'll talk about it. I just arrived at the hosp...tal, Katy."We said our goodbyes, and I pushed the end button on the phone. Poor Sara. If I had a daughter, and someone took her away from me, I'd be depressed, too. No, I wouldn't get depressed; I'd get flaming mad. I'd fight back. I'd be like Jason. I'd do whatever it took to get her back. Sara can't fight back, though. The same man took all the. She took a deep toke, held it in,and then slowly blew the smoke into my face. I giggled at thewhispery softness of the smoke and breathed it in."I wish I could roll like you, Mandy," I said. She handed me thejoint and I took as deep a toke as I could. I held it in and blew thesmoke up into her face. "Mom has a rolling machine, but it still tookme three tries." Just takes practice is all," she said after taking another toke. Wekept doing that until the joint was about half gone, toking. It made me feel sleazy, cheap, like a meat hole. Fuck, I love being treated like that!Ken was married. His wife was a real cunt. Jewish princess type, you know. Wouldn't blow him on a bet. She used to, until the day after their first wedding anniversary, when she announced that she found sucking cock to be horribly disgusting, that the last two years she spent trying to get to like it, for his sake, but she just couldn't keep on doing it anymore because it always make her puke afterwards.He was. Pressed against Debbie he thought he might cum any minute without touching himself."Please sir," cried Debbie, "you have me cuffed, get off me please, please."Big Al stepped back and took some deep breaths to calm his nerves. He could look down on her and see tears beginning to run down from those dark blue eyes. "Stop that blubbering, I'm sure this isn't your first time Miss, just go along with the program and we both will feel better." I've never been arrested for anything, ever," sobbed.