What he could do about it, though, I really didn’t know. I had no intention of getting between him and whoever Brenda was sending after him. I figur...d it was no one I knew, so what good was I really. If I’d had Angel’s phone number, I could have saved myself a trip and a lot of sleepless hours.How could I have been so stupid as to think because I managed to hide out in the Condo a few days, Brenda and her executive groupies would consider me any kind of threat? I assessed the sum of what I knew. His arms were muscular and very strong now, and the weight of his lean torso -- without legs -- was no challenge. The self-lifting process always gave Paul a certain amount of satisfaction -- pride, even.Partly to keep the tub from developing That Ugly Ring, but mostly because he just liked bubbles, Paul always added a frothy bubble-bath mixture to the water. That night's bath felt especially welcoming after his long, long Saturday downtown, first at school and then later at Shea Stadium.He. Oral was her favorite – getting, giving – didn't matter. She also liked getting her pussy filled with a nice hard one – preferably not plastic. She liked the real thing. But with a real thing in her puss, she liked to have a long, thin rubber one in her ass.That was the best. Well ... maybe second best, behind getting eaten and taking a nice cock on her tongue. Letting it slide deep into her throat while it was shooting off. She didn't really like the taste of most cum, but when it was shooting. “By saying WHAT, young lady?” Kara demanded.“That I’d chop off his dick and balls and stuff them into his mouth!”I nearly spit out the mouthful of food I had, and everyone else erupted into laughter or covered their mouths to avoid the same problem I was having. I carefully chewed and swallowed, then took a drink of water.“Pumpkin, we probably don’t want to say things like that to kids at school.”“Why? He was picking on the little kids and nobody was stopping him! Rachel and Tiffany were with.