“Have a merry fucking Christmas asshole.” Her mother yelled before running upstairs and slamming the bedroom door.“It is a merry fucking Christm...s.” Robyn said as she stood up and put her glasses on.She made her way downstairs and sat at the table, next to her father. “Hell of a wakeup call.” She said as she took a sip from a coffee cup.“Sorry about that.” He said before Tina walked into the kitchen from outside.“Why is everyone yelling? I could hear you outside.” She said as she grabbed a. Freddie and you are officially invited to Maddie’s birthday party.’ Uncle Nick held ot his hand and said, ‘Nicholas Santorini, attorney-at-law. If you’re married, I’ll handle your divorce, if you got hit by a truck, I’ll sue the truck company, and if you killed someone, I’ll defend you,’ he quipped. I chuckled and held out my hand, the one which was not holding the leash. ‘Cynthia Flannagan. I’m not married, I didn’t get hit by a truck, and I certainly did not kill anyone.’ ‘Well, Cynthia,. I told him to go ahead and rub one out. He just looked at me wondering what to do so I said fu@# it I will. When I pulled my cock out I hadn't even started to stroke it and he had his out. He was huge compared to me. 8 inches and could barely get his hand around it. I couldn't quit looking at it and he caught me staring. I looked away very quickly. He asked me if I was looking at his cock...I said yeah sorry just never seen one quit that big. He laughed and said yeah I used to hear that. . And stepped into a brightly lit hallway. A moment's surprised reconnoiter showed McAllister he stood in a deep gutter, the outside wall constructed of the familiar cut black stone blocks, but only to the height of the inside wall. The inside wall was of a gray granite, constructed of even larger blocks. A staircase was built alongside the inner wall, starting at the doorway, and rising eight feet or so to the top of the wall. Craning his neck, McAllister saw the ceiling was a great arching.