"I sighed taking in a deep breath. "I just think that the only way theywill be able to sort out their shit is together, not apart."Molly nodded. "Na y...u're right Mi, I have to go home, sorry forbusting in."Jas hugged her. "Hey you can't drive home tonight, come and stay withme tonight."Moll's smiled for the first time tonight. "Are you sure?"Jas gave her a peck on the cheek. "Yeah come back to my place we willhave a girl's night."Cindy scoffed, "Yeah right a girl's night, jeez you're a dirty. And buy a can of Mace, just in case you run into some really whacked out shithead who just likes to fuck people up, Jimmy-boy." Yolanda, let's get something straight. First, I'm not rich. Mom's been on assistance ever since my Dad died of an overdose when I was eleven. She's too much of a drunk to hold a steady job. Second, I like to be called James. It's Ma who started calling me Jimmy-boy. I hate that." Yeah, well, Ma's gonna say what Ma's gonna say. Jimmy-boy ain't such as bad name. It sure. She wanted to keep going but there were so many more toys to check out, she was like a kid at Christmas. Her eyes kept going back to the piercing gun wondering what anyone would be piercing with that? She knew girls her age were getting their belly buttons pierced, and lips, noses, ears obviously, and eyebrows. But this was in a box with sex stuff, "would girls actually get their sex bits pierced?" she wondered.The long gold chain that ended in those threaded posts intrigued her. I'll have to. Its owner was lying on his back with his cock pointing straight at the ceiling. I guessed it was Karen’s boyfriend, Steve, whom she had been seeing for some time. Kneeling between his legs was Karen, giving his cock a vigorous stroking. She was naked, at least from the waist up as I could see her hard nipples in profile. I didn’t dare move a muscle and pretended to be asleep, making sleep type noised but all the time I kept my eyes fixed firmly on that great big cock as Karen occasionally bent.