.” “What are you going to do?” he asked. “I really hope you're not going to get all confessy.” “I'm not,” I said. “Maybe I'll suggest ... threesome.” “Well, I don't know if he's willing, but I certainly am.” “Not with you,” I said. “Although ideally that would be great. It has to be a girl, though. Preferably one who is willing to eat pussy without expecting reciprocation.” “Good luck with that.” “She could eat me while Damion fucks her from behind.” “Or vice versa?” “No. I'm really not into. Joy was not initially ‘on board’ with that concept. But, your quick reply to her was very helpful,” I said.“Any other secrets I need to know about, Son?” dad said looking up from his writing something down.“No, Sir – nothing else ... that I’m allowed to talk about, yet.”“Good enough for me, get to work!” he said, now smirking.“Yes Sir, Mr. Armstrong – getting to work.”The moment I sat down, a couple walked in.“Hello, my name is Stuart Armstrong, how can I help you folks today?”The couple was a. They used their supposed faith as a shield behind which they waged a campaign of genocide. Their victims were also known to the old preacher.The call to serve had come early to George Rice. He had only been ten when he found the wounded man behind the old tobacco barn. The stranger had begged little George to not reveal his location. He had said that evil men were hunting him and that he couldn't risk going to the hospital. He said that he only needed a couple of hours rest to recover, and then. Already bored with his own company, and watching two young Thai prostitutes larking around at a nearby bar that he heard a voice."I reckon you must be following us." Looking up he saw the twins, this time both of them were smiling down at him. Feeling reckless, and realising that he was terribly lonely, he decided he would like to get to know them better."Can you blame me?" Ooh I like it, can we join you? One girl asked with a wicked impish smile... "Certainly." Tony replied."My name is.