I play other instruments as well."We made small talk for a few minutes before the doorbell rang. Tiny and I walked to the door to answer it.It was Lyn...tte Robbins, the head cheerleader. She looked a bit nervous. "Is that asshole here?"I was about to answer when Tiny said, "Not yet, and he won't be here if I have something to say about it."Lynette looked relieved. We invited her in, and we saw another car pull up with Maria Wilson.A few minutes later, I saw Tiny stiffen. I looked outside, and. A dull, rusty knife would be my preferred instrument.”My phone buzzed with a text from Haggarty: “Expect a phone call from a local lawyer this afternoon. His name is Andre Thibodeaux, and he knows where ALL the bodies are buried.”I showed Haley the text, and she grinned. Then HER phone buzzed with a text. She grinned again and showed it to me. It was from Cindy, and it said: “The dogs of war are loosed.”I said, “Haley, that phrase seems somehow familiar. Can’t remember the exact quote.”Haley. ?In fact the line he had spun Laura about?‘the other guys’?wasn’t all fiction by any means because just after the crotch rubbing antics had started in the classroom, two of those guys? actually had approached him in the recreation room one day. Sidling up to Terry as he drank his coffee they didn’t mince their words, telling him that Laura Hall’s constant glances toward their crotches meant only one thing, that she was game for some younger cock and that being the case she was going to get it,. After a while, Roger rolled up onto his side and Clyde lay down beside him, still sucking away. Roger reached behind himself to me and began to pull me up behind him. His hand found my still-erect dick and he pulled me toward him, guiding my dick toward his ass.That was all the encouragement I needed. Soon I was plugged in. So there we were in one of the sweetest threesomes I've ever had—me humping into Roger's sweet ass as Clyde sucked away on the other side.It was fabulous!What with Clyde's.