Please sit with me." She pointed at the chair opposite hers. The girl sat down, her eyes on the table where her hands rested, one covering the other. ...hey were tanned and petite. They trembled. Angique reached out and took one in hers, rubbing the fingers."Please look at me, Alicia," she said, the words hardly more than breathing. The brown eyes rose to catch hers."It is me who should apologize," Angique went on, slowly massaging the hand. "I was greedy, impatient. I lost myself in a brutal. I knew exactly what Oxy was thinking when I asked the big question, “Do they venture into the minefield?”“Why yes, they do on occasion.”Oxy sounded excited, “We can do it, Mom. We can help these folks and get our payday. What do you say?”That started a verbal family brawl.“No fucking way Oxy. That was play in So’ Bermmun’s Junkyard. This is real and will get you killed.”“Come on, Mom, we beat it ninety-five times out of a hundred,” I added.“It’s that 5% that bothers me.” Mom pointed out.I took. Both of the toesnext to the big toe had really fancy toe rings, and there was an ankleton each ankle.Lara asked when the first official date was and I told her it wastonight. She said I couldn't go out with my hands in that shape, andsaid I needed a manicure. I told her, "No, that I had enough problemswith the pedicure, and men didn't get manicures."She said all she was going to do was neaten up my hands a bit, and put aclear sealant on them, that no one would know I had it done. I said no,but. “Yep, that’s his poker night. The plan sounds just perfect. Is everything good between you and Bob?”“I guess so,” Beth answered with a giggle. “He must have fucked me ten times in the past two days. Bob seems to have a constant erection. Last night he made me get naked and masturbate for him. Bob sat in a chair and watched while he stroked his cock. I thought it was kinda hot because he’d never done it before. Then as I was about to have an orgasm, he walked over and shot his load all over my.