Kyle was sat up on the top bunk, his muscular back pressed against the wall as he watched his new cellmate, his expression blank. He eyed the boy up, ...aking in his smooth, pale skin, his lean body and his pretty face. The k** looked barely legal, and that was how Kyle liked them. He felt a tingling in his dick just looking at that innocent face, those big, cute eyes and those full lips. Kyle was betting that those lips had never been wrapped around a cock, though the k** looked like he sucked. "Are you all right?" I'm alright," Béla replied, groaning and holding her belly. "But baby doesn't seem to like the sun..."The two sisters sat and stared at each other. Beth now had the freedom to go anywhere she wanted, day or night. Béla was trapped by her unborn baby into staying home during the day. She hadn't planned on staying home until the baby was born..."Well, I guess you guys can go on our hunting trip without me," Béla sighed.Because of the baby, she hadn't planned on being a target. It would have to be dumped and they’d have to steal another one later. For now, they were all buzzing from what they’d just done. Hansen had the urge to shoot something. He knew what that meant. Showtime. He loved showtime. He loved action. He loved…. It’s done now. You know that don’t you. It now has to meander to its logical end. Blaxland or you. I know, but it won’t be me and there won’t be any meandering to it. I’ll be going at him like a fucking tsunami. I would expect nothing less. Good,. "Tied one on, did you?" His face broke into a little smile. My body flooded with relief; he didn't seem to suspect."Not really," I said with a shrug. "I was more tired than drunk, and it's such a long drive. Thanks for letting me stay over." Of course," he said, waving dismissively. "Much safer than driving all that way at that hour. And you know I trust you."That last sentence was a gut punch. I felt a twinge of panic at the irony I might have heard in his voice. But mostly I felt a surge of.