They charged more to leave the prostitutes alone than the downtown cops did, and Daddy Blue would rather spend his money on sable coats, gold jewelry,...and his Bentley than padding some crooked cop’s salary to get one of his whores out of jail and back on the street where she damn well belonged. Holly hated Daddy Blue. Hated him with every fiber of her being. The one thing she lived for was to be able to see him dead. She preferred to have it a very slow, messy death with lots of blood and. She'll be in recovery in a fewminutes," Bri said as Brenda awoke to her touch."How is he?" Brenda asked."She is fine," Bri replied with a smile."That's going to take some getting used to," Brenda said with an almostembarrassed smile."You might be surprised," Bri said, squeezing her shoulder.Brenda sat up. "What time is it?" Nearly 11:00." H... She was in there that long?" Brenda said."The procedures are quite complicated. Especially the SRS. But even thecosmetic procedures take quite a bit. ’Timmy raised a reluctant face, but couldn’t meet her eyes.‘It’s nothing to be embarrassed about. Whatever it is, I’m sure it happens to all boys. If your Dad was here he would have told you about it long ago.’He looked up at her, a tad happier. ‘You think you know what it is, Mommy?’‘Yes, I’m sure. Go up to the bathroom.’In the bathroom, she knelt in front of him and untied his pajama bottoms. ‘Pull your foreskin back, ‘ she said as his pjs fell around his ankles.‘I’ve never done it before.. In the bedroom she was a demon. In the first week I fucked her three times a night and no matter how exhausted I was she still managed to get me hard again for another go. There was nothing that she didn’t want to try; we fucked outdoors by moonlight, on the kitchen table, up against the wall and I fucked her in the ass. This was quite a treat for me because I would first get myself hard watching her washing and lubing herself. The whole time she would tease me with questions like; “Do you like.