. oh God Mark... yes, fuck me, I want your baby, I want your baby inside me." Jennie, stop it, get off me, this isn't funny." Mark was smiling however... almost laughing, so I could tell he was enjoying it."Don't you want to make a baby with me?" We'd better not, besides, we'd have to move away, Kentucky I guess, but Jennie, I mean it when I say I love you, I know I'm not suppose to, but I do." I know, I love you too, it's about time we just admitted it. Come on, knock me up, what about. Except for that roundhouse swing just as he was going down. That put me out of the fight for sure.” I laughed. “Good thing it seemed to be over. Good thing Monsieur M’s driver, Carlos, was there, too.”“You saved the damsel, Michael, no question.”I nodded. “I like Alejandra, no BS. I’m glad I was there. Monsieur M was very grateful and invited me into his study Sunday night to tell me so.”With that I told Jacob and José María what I’d seen on Monsieur M’s computer monitor. I had their attention. Thanks''i was shakinghe removed his and he was half hard already way bigger than me''you ever sucked on a bbc?''i shook my head nohe smile , his hand reahed for my head and i was pushed hard under the picnic table''i smoke your weed and you show me how you suck sissy boy''''here go under, no one can see''''there you go now open up for daddy cock''i open my mouth wide, under his control , my head pushed down on his bbc as he smoke my weed and moans he needed this'mmmm good sissy''''sucking cock. "Where then, Pebbles?" said Jane. "Where? I can't fucking see anything!" I'll ask," I said, spotting a pair of dark-skinned young girls in tight skirts tottering by on exaggeratedly high heels. The way they were dressed wouldn't be considered remotely stylish in London, but this was America where good taste in fashion, we'd discovered, was mostly confined to New York."Yeah!" I said when I'd returned to the sisters carrying the memory of a garbled message inflected with a thick Hispanic accent..