The way his lips worked my throbbing nine inches, boy could suck, I hardly remembered who suggested he slobber my rod while I drove to my room at the ...ocal no name motor court. Love the motor court, park the car feet from your room, hustle the slut in, work it, feet out to the car, ditch the fag, what a deal. The boy was an avid sucker, many boys and girls sucked cock because they did, they didn't enjoy it, Joey seemed to crave it, he made the cutest slobbering noises, his drool soaking my ass. Do it or Ill get you to lick the toilet, I said. Fine, youre a f***king bitch you know that, Mick said Nick got up and headed towards Brents (Micks brother) room. I followed behind him, Mick stopped walking right outside Brents room. What are you waiting for, do it, I told him. If I get into f***ing trouble, he said. I cut him off, Youll do what, remember this was your idea, I said. Mick just shut up and went into Brents room. He seemed to look back towards me, as if Brent was going to come. Sated I jockeyed up the street and dumped both shell casings into the storm drain, then went back to the house. The neighborhood was as quiet as before I blasted it.He came out of their bedroom with his snout pressed against the barrel of that shotgun.I almost made it past him, but, alas he caught me going by as he handed the shotgun off to mother. Held me tight while he whistled the loops on his drab olive-colored work pants. He’d just returned home from Midland-Ross and a cherished. “Isn’t Linda Morgan a little too close to this case to be involved?”I shook my head. “I don’t believe so.”There was another knock at the door. I answered it. Linda pushed her way past me. “What the hell is this? Questioning my client without me present?”Williams held up a soothing hand. “Easy Ms. Morgan. Mr. Connors isn’t under arrest and he didn’t ask for council.”Linda threw me an angry glance, but remained focused on the officers and agents.I looked at Radcliff. “As I said, I don’t believe.