. even better than the friend in the story about - The Preacher’s Daughter.”“I would love to have a friend like you, Eddie. I hope my father lik...s you. If he does, then my Mother will like you too and I’ll be able to be friends with all of you. I can’t date, but if we could all just go out together, they may let me go with you ... Eddie, I hope you don’t mind if I want to see how big your cock is. I’ve dreamed of seeing a boy’s cock.”“I’d love to have you go out with us. I wish you could go to. Probably not something the Green family would want a bunch of Mercenaries to know. There were no mercenaries, but they had to wonder, if there were. They also had to wonder what my relationship to them was.I still spent a lot of time in bed. I was healing and able to move around with the help of the drugs. I didn't like them, but I had to have them or I couldn't move at all. I felt like I was in better shape than I had been after the shooting. It seemed I was able to move around faster. I was. "We walked past her desk into a small office where a disreputable looking man was sitting behind a desk talking on the phone. He was leaning back in his chair with his feet up on the desk. He signaled to Tommy that he'd be right with us. Then he signaled something to me.I didn't know what he wanted. But Tommy apparently understood. He sat down and said, "Take your dress off."This wasn't the setting I had in mind. But oh well!I dropped my purse in a nearby chair, reached behind neck and. She responded with a smile and quiet giggle and began to pick up speed. Her saliva was building up along the top and at the base, and it was starting to make squishing noises as she went up and down. I must have leaked tons of precum into her mouth, and I was ready to blow. I was about to tell her that I was needed to cum when she beat me to it."Don't say anything or worry about where you shoot.... Just enjoy it."Fuck, those words turned me on to my limit, and I leaned my head back. She sensed.