.. weeks... days... I don't know. But when that time came, I would look for a job. In the mean time, I would keep the house going without the kids und...rfoot and, well, do anything I pleased.Outside the window I saw Sharon walking down the street. Sharon is my best friend in the neighborhood. I was free, I could just go say hi to Sharon! Walk with her, even, and see what she was up to. I went out and greeted her. She stopped to say "Hello". I asked her were she was going. She said she was going. " Harwell Tusker's tone was brisk. He had never developed the art of conversation beyond the needs of the immediate with myself or with his wife; I hardly expected him to have managed to acquire it for the benefit of communicating with his two wards. "I'll leave you to talk. Things to do," he said as he left us.The two girls stared at me, aware that they knew me from somewhere but uncertain of where. I hardly expected them to remember our encounter on the train and I saw no reason to dispel. She played with her big tits while he pushed his tongue deep into her vagina. He found her clitoris and teased it with his tongue. It made her crazy and she started moaning and groaning. Her pussy was flowing nicely from the orgasms he gave to her.“Mr. Jensen, that feels so good. Don’t stop!”He licked her folds while he sucked on her clitoris which drove her crazy with lust. He smelled her pussy and drank her sweet nectar. His cock was still hard while he licked her sweet pussy.“My dick. Yes, there it was, the infamous red marble. It certainly made him look like a demon, incarnate. My stomach did an automatic flip-flop at the horrendous sight; I had no trouble understanding why this man was able to intimidate so many lesser men.I elbowed my way through the encircling admirers and asked him, "Are you the man commonly known as Red Eye McCall?" Yeah, I am. What's it ta ya?" In that case, I am here to place you under arrest for numerous crimes. Are you willing to surrender, or do I.