Jason adds his own words in his thoughts:Ninety-nine Red balloons going byNinety-nine red balloons floating in the summer sky Panic bells, she’s in ...y houseShe’s here from somewhere elseShe gives my life a whole new meaningOpens up my eyesJust focusing on herAs she is in my kitchen and bathroom. With a big smile on his face, he laughs at himself. An old song from the 80s, sung by Nana and many others. He stands up and goes to sit on the stairs on the one side of the kitchen, one leg on the. ” That’s not prostitution. Is it? Hell, I didn’t care anymore. Money is all green and it spends the same, no matter if I fuck my boss or fuck a bar stool friend, right? Oh good god, I’m a whore. "Annie, you’ll never be anything. You will just be like your whore mama and have 17 illegitimate children who will most likely end up on welfare or in prison, just like the rest of you kids who dropped out of school. Nobodies." Fuck you, Aunt Carol, I said in my head and most likely out loud. That. " Ok, we will take Mikey with us. He can do anything you need done."Gaylord runs off to get Mikey and his gear. He goes to one of his footlockers and grabs the equipment he needs. He goes to his pick up and motorcycle. He gets the paperwork the administration lady wanted. He meets Gaylord and Mikey in the tunnel. He has them follow him down in the cave to the first bridge.Gaylord exclaims with delight, "Hey! Isn't this where we met?"Yeah it is. What a team we made back then." Yeah you had the. I become almost hypnotized by this on going ritual with you.While I talk for you, you just keep lifting me up and down on your cock. Never once have you acted like I was anything to you or like we were having sex. This is impersonal. There is no kissing, no intimacy and yet, more and more I am drawn to you. You are so commanding and hard. You feel so good inside me. Before I reach the end of the long day’s events and tasks, I start to feel incredibly heated, my body clamping onto yours as if in.