Don’t let the news upset you Harold, I love you, I really do.’ I sat there, phone to my ear, but stunned into silence. Six years? She had been fuc...ing my boss for six years? She had been fucking that black son of a bitch for six years? I was a regional manager because she was fucking Randy? I hadn’t gotten the job because of my hard work? ‘Harold? Harold, are you still there?’ ‘Yes dear.’ ‘We will talk about this when I get home.’ ‘Yes dear, whatever you say.’ I hung up the phone and then I. Having my ass hole licked felt strange but good. Next Jim handed Vic a bottle of lubricant that he had put by the bed. Vic put some on my ass and started to rub my ass hole with his finger. I stopped again but Jim told me to relax and let him do it. Soon Vic was finger fucking my ass. It felt strange but did not hurt. Vick stopped and put some more lub on his cock and moved up behind me. Jim held me still and tight while Vic lined his small shaft up to my ass hole and started to push in.. "A dark pit opened up inside of Brendan as they slowly passed by the empty storefront. The world had only gotten worse since he had been put away as far as he could tell. The good people were disappearing, run out of town or co-opted into the very system they despised. Paul, his big brother, had never been afraid of anything, and now Paul acted like the thought police were going to find him out and cart him away.Maybe Paulie isn't paranoid, Brendan considered. What if he isn't being. "While Ashlee's video was playing on the other screen, the curtain in front of us went up and we moved into position. Brenda's video played and Ashlee moved to stand in front of me and Jerry stepped forward and introduced us. "Good morning everyone. I have the distinct pleasure of introducing Paul Johnson, Ashlee Davis and her daughter Brenda Davis. They have come forward to be baptised in believer's baptism. They have asked that Paul do the honors. It is not often that a man gets to baptise.