A twig of a man with a twig of a dick leading the way. Fiveten with about four or five inches pointing at Freddy, this one leftnothing up to chance. G...abbing Freddy by the ears he slid in and staredhumping frantically like he was afraid someone would stop him and tellhim it was all a joke. Judging by the thick as hell glasses and the acnescars, to his mind that was probably a real danger. Freddy tried to workon it a little, but the tip kept tickling his tonsils, which few peopleever get to find. "Is this new?" "Yes," I whispered. He unbuttoned my jeans and teased the zipper down. "And this?" he asked running a finger under the lacy edge of the pink panties. "Yes." "Did you buy them for me?" "Yes." He took my wrists, one in each hand, and pressed them to the wall at my sides. He kissed me open-mouthed, his tongue a penetration. His chest pressed me to the wall. He gathered my wrists over my head in one hand so he could fondle my breasts with the other. I ached and wanted, his touch just. "We went back to one of the ones that I had liked and it was still available so I made an offer, it was accepted and then the owner asked me if I would like to rent the house while waiting for closing. The rent was only one-fifty more than I was paying for my apartment so it was a no brainer for me. I moved in and set up housekeeping and that is when life got complicated for me."You have to have a house warming" Gene said."Yeah, but shouldn't I at least wait until Kirby gets out here and we can. His real name was Jerrod Rollins but everyone called him Jolly because he was always smilin, laughin, and playin jokes on you. He never laughed and seldom smiled after Ma passed, the joy went out of him. Jolly almost went crazy from grief when Ma died. I was diggin her grave when he came back to himself. He hadn’t been able to look at Ma and it was left up to me to get her ready to be buried.’ Clint got quiet and stared away at the hills. ‘Hell of a thing fora ten year old boy to have to do but.