Anyway she can get it too.”“There has to be more, tell us, Josey,” Momma told me.“She told me that her Uncle Harper wanted to see me... Meet w...th me, was the way she put it.”“That may have been because of what I told him, Josey,” Mona told me.“What do you mean?”“I stopped by to speak with him about Gregg’s death. I needed to know how to go about collecting his insurance and filing the proper papers. I asked him too, if the investigation was complete yet, so we could arrange the funerals.”“Tell. ”“That’s a lot of toilets.”“Well, Trish nixed that one anyway.”“Good. Now think back — what are you to focus on?”“Oh. Right. They’ll only be looking at me for a moment. As soon as I say ‘Hello,’ you kill the lights and the Keynote begins.”“Very good, Birdie. You won’t have time to be nervous. Once the first slide goes up on the screen, everyone will be looking at that.”Ms. Sloane may be the Brains of the Outfit, but I quickly induced her strategy. She had shortened and shortened the. “14?”“Is that a question?”Sean chuckled sleepily. “I just turned 14. Today’s my birthday, in fact.” He looked at the dashboard clock. “Well, it will be in just about 10 minutes, anyway. We’re on our way to the beach. It’s my birthday present, dude!”Hallelujah! Michael thought. He’s younger than me, and 14 years old any minute now! He frowned. “Where’s your parents?”Sean slowly blinked. “At home. Dylan’s taking me down.”Michael looked at the driver. “You’re Sean’s older brother?”Dylan eyed him. I think I’ve got another load to give you.”My cock barely diminishes and his continual sucking and stroking soon has it hard again. I stroke his ears and scalp and glance around once in a while, keeping an eye on the passing traffic. I purposely don’t encourage conversation. I like his lips and mouth engaged just as they are, not occupied with small talk.With his tongue lapping my cock head and his hot mouth sucking along my length, I’m soon moaning and gasping for breath once more. I.