However, before Dean could answer, another buddy yelled out, "Maybe he's a mama's boy also?"Dean grabbed him by his shirt and slammed him against the ...all, lifting him in the air, "You're two seconds away from this mama's boy kicking your ass!" Hey, cool down, dude. I was only joking, geez."Dean dropped him and let go of his shirt, "That's enough!"The gang didn't say another word and just walked away while Dean stood his ground and watched until they turned a corner.Then before strolling down. My life was over; kick the dirt over me because I'm dead. My body just hasn't realized the fact that my brain and my heart are dead. Still, I did have an important client coming in today.I finally dragged my body out of bed and shut that damn alarm off. They were playing 'TGIF', that damn Friday song. Well, they may thank God it's Friday, but I would give everything I have, or ever hope to have, to make it be Tuesday again so that I could maybe head off this tragedy that has befallen us. I. It was very thick, and looked to be about 10” long, with a wide, bulbous head. He slowly stroked the long shaft as he continued grinning at me, and I unconsciously moved a step closer to him so his fingers could work my twat and clit more easily.I glanced down the bar and saw that the bartender was still working multiple drinks, so I decided to take advantage of the situation while I waited. With my eyes completely focused on his huge dick, I reached down with my hand and started jerking him. Maybe we can get a better deal." It wasn't the deal. I would have paid the few extra bucks, it was causing suspicion, if I didn't act right. Acting right, was running down every lead just like I would have done the year before.We agreed to meet at my downtown house at noon. then to ride down to the tax office together. Sylvia and I both felt that the pressure was on to make it happen. Dead of winter was not the best time for construction work, so Delbert was anxious to get started. We knew this.