"It couldn't be too bad, right?" The way she said it, it was like, 'I love him so much I don't care that he's a... a bank-robber!' Or maybe she's goin... to tell me he's a member of the Ku Klux Klan, or something!"Tad was his usual calm and collected self. "I suggest you just forget all about it until lunch time tomorrow, and see what she says." Let's play 'Worst Possible News!'" I said. "Louise is going to tell me tomorrow that Don's got leprosy!" Naw, it's not a disease," Tad said, warming to. "We need to know who you told about her. Was it Colton? Someone else?" ... what?" He glanced from one man to the other. "I don't-" Look kid," said the older man. "Montague was using this syn for some pretty unsavory things. I could understand it, if you maybe saw something, something you thought was ... bad, and then figured you'd tell someone in the organization." He crouched down, so their eyes were level. "We need to know who that person is."The boy shook his head, not even needing to fake. Even so, she could barely manage to keep her eyes open. She turned off the reading lamp clamped to her bed frame, and then snuggled into the cool sheets. Allison was out as quickly as her reading lamp was.The sound of a key turning in the lock of the room's door pulled Allison out of her deep slumber. She wasn't used to the sounds in her new home much less those of a roommate.Finally, the door opened, letting in a sliver of light from the hall. Allison watched through half shut eyes as two. Put your hand on my dick and wank it"I put my hand on his erect cock and started to wank him off, I protested and tried to back out of it, but was only met with extreme resistance as he grabbed my neck and squeezed it. I resisted, but in the end it was inevitable. He pulled my hand off and started wanking off in front of me, with his other hand he pushed my head into his balls. I had choice but to smell his hairy and very saggy balls. I can only describe the aroma as piss and sweat, the smell.