He released the choke-hold, threw him to the ground and kicked him in the scrotum. Liam groaned and rolled over.Jim went back and sat on the bumper of...the truck. He lifted his shirt to wipe the blood from his ruined nose and bent over to pick up some pebbles.Throwing them one by one at the recumbent body, Jim started calling to him. “Liam. Liam. C’mon Liam. We’re not done. Get up.”Hector hocked up some phlegm and spat. “Jim, it’s over. This isn’t you, man.”“Today it is.” He could have killed. “I wouldn't want the compound...to be driven on a...bumpy road. Teflon containers...” he says, as his eyes roll around. She nodded her head. “Good. Any other special precautions that are in order?” she asked somewhat firmly while she gently pushed his head with her legs closer to her crotch. The scent would be filling his nostrils by now. “Don't mix with water...,” the man says, as he moans lightly, taking in the scent of this lady's moist pussy, as his eyes close partially. “So what should one. "Yes, of course. You ready?"He crooked his arm in offer. She took it, pressing to his side."Of course. Shall we?"Both of them laughing, they stepped lightly down the stoop to the waiting taxi.They arrived at the theater in plenty of time to get tickets and gather the necessary supplies for watching a movie: popcorn, soda, and some type of chewy candy.Before getting the tickets, they had stopped at the coat check room. Considering what he'd seen of her so far, he waited with bated breath for the. Staying will screw up your life.’ ‘Shut up, and put on your new clothes,’ he said, while removing his torn shirt. The flash of his naked chest made her belly tingle. Hannah stood and wiggled, and the borrowed pants dropped to the floor. The shirttail was long enough to hide everything indecent. But it didn’t stop him from looking. She made a good show of nothing but legs. ‘I can’t get my new clothes dirty. I don’t want to look like a slob on the bus tomorrow.’ Sitting on the bedside, she had.