His is a super small post (approx 630 words) but I think it's a yummy short. Let me know what you think, it's been a while since I've written anything...Before he went into shock, Derek was able to taste the urine on the pant leg covering his face. Unlike the video games, there was no overhead view to show the concealed sniper in the upper right part of the screen.Secure in the hay barn, the Egyptian sounding man began to peel the red plastic decal away from the sides of the panel van. He whistled Elton John's Nikita, while working. His panel van now showed it belonged to Office121. Raising the door, he visually checked his cargo.. “Oh is my voice on the tape?” I asked.“Of course not, you are too smart for you to let that happen,” Ray said.“Son it has nothing to do with me,” I demanded. “If you want to pressure the kiddie cop, that is on you.” I knew he wouldn’t do it. Hear no evil, sometimes was the best rule in the unwritten rule book.“Just stop it Ed,” he said.“Then put this prick away,” I suggested, before I cut the connection.I settled into my boring life at The Haven, while I waited for something to happen. I heard. And, when you’re not with them you can rub it yourself to get rid of the pressure. Now, let me get an old newspaper and we’ll make the pain go away. I will be right back, okay?" “Hurry, Mom, it’s really hurting!” His doting mother returns with the newspaper. “Let’s get this T-shirt off. Now you slide down to the edge of the bed.” As his mom looks at her son’s phallus she sees the pronounced red arteries and the blue veins - the image triggers a release of cream into her thong. She says,.