”“What do you think of Summer?”“Summer?”“The babysitter who watches the kids when they get home from school.”“I don’t.”“Don’t?...��“I didn’t even remember her name,” I chuckled. “I’ve only seen her once or twice. She’s always gone before I get home because you’re home before 5:00pm nearly every day.”“She thinks you’re hot.”“She barely knows me!” I protested. “And how do YOU know that?”Kara laughed, “Your daughter mentioned that Summer has a severe crush on you.”“How the hell is that even possible. “Silence. There is to be no talking.”Shrika filled a pot with warm water. Tariq added to the pot a nonalcoholic perfume, which smelled like pipe smoke. Tariq performed an ablution on the body, washing it thrice and reciting:“In the name of Allah, the beneficent, the merciful.”Tariq rubbed the teeth and pressed the nose at its ends. He messaged soapy water over the flesh. He continued the wash with his eyes closed but opened them while washing the hair. Shrika dried the corpse and fetched five. And I think I see a future for us two.Everything is great in our relationship, we even have a nice time when weare making love.I mean its not like I have an orgasm every time we have sex.Tom has a normal dick I think, its about 5 inches when its hard.Actually when I think about it, the only time I have cum is when Tomgoes down on me.He on the other hand cums rather quickly inside of me.He has often wanted me to give him a blowjob.I have done it a few times but I don't really like it.And I don't. “I think that’s only fair, you fuck my gal, i’ll fuck yours.”“Shit, you’re learning quickly, kid” he laughed, patting me roughly on the back before heading for the door. As he walked out our door, I wondered if that was the last I’d see of that strange little confident man that had called himself Walter. Then I heard mother softly singing in another part of the house and realized there were better things for me to worry about.”Oh fuck!” I heard my mother cry out and she cursed for the first.