"Well", he said in a conspiratorial manner, "It seems that last night she challenged Syclla to a fucking competition"! "Syclla? fucking competition?" ...he asked. "Yes by Jupiter a fucking competition! can you believe it? Who could take the most men in a single night"! " But who is this Scylla, who's wife is she? Simonius roared with laughter "Wife, why she is no mans wife, and yet wife to all. A whore, high priced, but a whore all the same" Simonius laughed all the more. "Can you believe it, the. The cock in her hands was making her hot and wet already, so she thought, what the hell, give him even more reason to remember her all day. She took another look around the parking lot, then dropped her head down and wrapped her lips around the head. Zane let out a lout moan as she started to lick and suck. His hands immediately went to the back of her head as she began to bob up and down, taking as much as she could into her mouth.The seating arrangement wasn’t entirely comfortable, so Natalie. The pricks outside even had a couple of photographers which I knew was totally against the department policy and they frisked me giving them a good shot of the arrest for the evening edition. It was a set-up from the get-go and there was not a thing I could do about it except to plot my revenge.I was on the wrong end of the stick with the fingerprinting and the photo with my new New York City criminal serial number underneath. I was sure it would also find its way into the tabloids because the. Gayle came in quietly and parked herself on a stool at my kitchen island “I want a drink; probably more than one.”“How did it go?” I wanted to know.“I’m all fucked up. I liked him a lot and even though he dicked me over I don’t like the feeling of breaking up.” A single tear fell, soon followed by a torrent. It looked like she had been crying before she got to my apartment and now she was at it again.“What do you want?”She blew her nose on a dish towel, “I don’t care; I just want to get.