I do have a job interview tomorrow morning, but it probably wouldn't be a bad idea to have a fallback interview. If you really can get me in to talk w...th your people, I'd really appreciate it, Mr. Martensen." Getting you in should be no problem, Jerry. And you sure don't have to explain to me about having a bad day. I've had more than my fair share of bad days in my life." The two men shook hands. "And please call me Vinnie, Jerry." Vinnie then turned to the bartender. "Say Bart, give my buddy. In his partially drained state, he would likely be a lot slower. Still, something held her back."So, what are you going to do?" She asked."Help you," the boy said.Leah gaped at the boy, utterly flabbergasted. Help her?"Help you and your - What did you call them? Sisters?"Leah nodded as she tried to conjure the right words."Why?" She finally managed to say."Because it's hot. This is a fantasy come true for me." So, you're going to help us because you're horny."The boy nodded."And because I don't. "Still love me?" Gonna take more than your crazy daughter to make me quit you." You know that if you marry me, she's YOUR step-daughter."I laughed with his joke. "Yeah, I thought about that. Nobody's perfect, you know." You are." You're seriously deranged." You agree with my daughter, then?" According to your daughter, I AM your derangement." My derangement smells of French fries and has a marvelous little ass."I kissed him playfully."And a brain," he said. "How was work?" They're gonna give me. As she kept gagging, her eyes kept watering, and getting red. After fucking her mouth for a minute or so, he withdrew.“Oak…thooh,” she gagged and spat a load of saliva to the floor to her left side. He took her chin in his left hand and turned her face towards him.“Do you fucking whore still want me to get the fuck inside of you, huh?” He asked, as he slapped her right cheek once.“Aah…yes,” she moaned, and said. He held her hair in his hand and pulled her back to her feet.He turned her around.