His name was Francisco, Spanish, and we had met for the first time many years ago, nevertheless we had never been to a family reunion, until the...moment he invited me over to know his family, at his country house: I gladly accepted. I no sooner arrived there, as Francisco met me at the door step, saying something about a particular stuff which surprised me a lot: he had to leave off the party to attend some duties at his factory, especially if he had just got a telephone. She giggled.We were standing next to her bed when Jennifer said, "Do you remember I told you I had something at home in case I felt horny?" Yeah, I remember." My dick responded.Jennifer opened the drawer in her night table and took out a dildo.I laughed."That's what a bitch uses," Jennifer laughed. She then handed it over to me. "Take a look."I was taken by surprise. I knew what it was for, but I had no use for it. Nevertheless I took it in my hand. There were some markings on it. The room was. It was none of my business but I sensed our boss was not really smart enough to see where the real income was being produced lately and it wasn’t from protecting premises that were in no real danger because the outside gangs knew better than to fuck around with clan territory.I started my own sideline of moving pills and selling doctor’s prescriptions to people needing relief from the pain of everyday living. I simply brought the supply and the demand together in a safe transaction and took a. "Nathan got out his acoustic guitar and strummed the first cord.I thought I saw a man brought to life.He was warm,He came around like he was dignified,He showed me what it was to cry.Well you couldn't be that man I adored,You don't seem to knowSeem to care what your heart is for,But I don't know him anymore.There's nothing where he used to lie.My conversation has run dry.That's what's going on,Nothing's fine, I'm torn.I'm all out of faith,This is how I feel.The look from the guys was one of.