As god grew in my hand I made sure to continue swabbing my tongue in and out of the bishop’s hot shithole. I was also making mental notes about God ...ashington. God was uncut and had an unusually thick vein wrapping around the shaft from the top of gods thick head and then winding down to his huge nutsack. And huge it was. God’s ballsack was so large it wouldn’t all fit in my hand and it hung down six or seven inches from God’s base. Each of God’s balls were at least as large as a golf ball.. I had just turned 17 and a good looker, I kept myself in good shape, went to the gym and played a lot of football, I had been with a few girls but never had sex, had a lot of oral and hand play but that was it, My dad left me and my mum when I was just a baby, he was having an affair with a women at his work, my mum used to always say she was too busy to find a man what with being a single parent and working as many hours as she could to provide for us,Anyway going back 10 years ago, it was my. It wasn't that they loved one another, they were 'in' love with one another. Still with the puppy dog eyes.''Hell-cat, you look amazing.'' my uncle told me, I was leaning back into the sun lounger, my legs crossed and wearing nothing but a pair of shades. I smiled politely at him, not really feeling the need to say anything in return. I had barely been here for twenty four hours and already felt as though I belonged here.What was there really to go home to? A broken friendship and a dead. “Those girls cannot keep their cute little mouths quiet unless filled with cock and even then they moan and coo up a storm”! 15 minutes later I exited the cooler shaking off the cold, the store was empty. Jeb yelled back, “Grab a six pack or whatever you want for the help”. I grabbed a six pack of beer and headed for the store front, Jeb was clearing the overstuffed register of large bills, cramming money into small envelopes then popping them through a safe door slit. “Busy, busy”, I.