Neville lurched forward.“Hold still, bitch!” Perry smacked the slim, taut ass with incredible force. “I’m tryin’ to loosen your pussy up, fa...git!”“Hey! Don’t hurt him, Negro,” warned McCants.“I’m not, Meck. I just know I’m gonna stretch his little pussy open in a minute.”“Bet,” Lemar huffed. “You ready to get fucked, Nye-Nye?”“Mmhmm,” Nigel nodded.“Get up and bend over. You can hold on to that counter over there.”Nigel assumed the position. Lemar pulled down the pajama bottoms. The stout. ’ I laughed. ‘There it is, I knew your laugh would be amazing. Now how about you lay down with me on your blue couch.’ ‘Alright,’ I lay down propped up in one corner. ‘So what color are they?’ I blurted. He chuckled softly. ‘Grey. If I could’ve guessed we’d be matching I’d have worn my blue boxers. Wait a minute, what color is your shirt? And did you call it a button down?’ ‘Yeah I start at the top. Don’t you? And it’s like a green plaid so if anyone ruined the blue thing I guess I did.’ ‘Okay. Away from London and all it entails.’ ‘Can’t you just stop and start afresh without doing this deal, what ever it is.’ ‘No.’ ‘I don’t understand. I just don’t understand.’ and she started to cry. Patrick sat there, food forgotten, his heart constricting in his chest, watching her. * Snake kicked over the glass coffee table, snarling with anger, his face red with rage. His arm swept out knocking a plant off of the glass shelving unit, so that it flew across the room, ending up amongst the rest. "It wasn't the patience; it was a chance to be alone it helped with the PTSD greatly." Derrick informed her."I see; do you wish to communicate to this individual? I have the coordinates locked in we could be there in a matter of seconds." Shelby said.Derrick was nodding they could yes, but he had to make sure it was Thomas before they flew off to the other side of the galaxy. "Open a channel to the ship I have to make sure, no sense going if it isn't him after all." Channel open Derrick,".