Thankfully she was clean…she didn’t drink, smoke or use drugs, and she had never had a boyfriend. She was just becoming a total waste of space who...expected to be kept in clothes and pocket money by me and Mum. Maggie and Mum unveiled my present….they had clubbed together and bought me a brand new, bright red Vespa moped, complete with jacket and helmet. With any luck I would have my full driving licence the following week. Maggie had insisted on paying for lessons and a driving test for me,. He stopped as the news anchor excitedly announced an arm waving from the front door of the coffee shop. He watched the television with growing disbelief as a policewoman emerged from the door. His laughter turned to screams of rage when the hostage negotiator emerged with the bitch and her brat.Carlos screamed at the television and grabbing a paper weight, threw it at the screen. The screen cracked but the picture continued to play and the anchor's excited voice continued to narrate what was. Mark just muttered “oh fuck”. I looked up at him with those puppy dog eyes, and shot him a grin. After nearly 20 minutes of sucking Mark's enormous cock, he pushed me back on the bed, and told me to lye down on the bed on my belly. I did as he told me, and Mark quickly mounted me from behind, spreading my silky smooth thighs. Mark works up a big lugie, and spat out the snot and spit right into my hairy asshole. “Nice” he said, and then, “Oh ya homie---I know this is what ya been wantin, but. Prince Arragin's just as bad. They've been poking and prodding at each other all along, each one just waiting for a chance to make trouble for the other one. Dalliktan's afraid that Arragin's got himself ambitions in the direction of the throne, and he's probably right. Dalliktan's solid behind the King. He'll do anything he can to pull the Prince down, and Arragin knows it." Jal dusted himself off, sitting down where his shadow wouldn't fall on the tent wall. "He's cooking up some kind of.