She and Dave had done their research well, finding Jerome Hill and his history. Which included having grown up in a boys’ home from the age of six w...en both of his parents had died in a car accident, leaving him without any immediate family to go to. Soft spots were the best way to hit a mark and they’d definitely found Jerome Hill’s. At first, the old man had whipped out his checkbook, willing to give well over the $10K that he did give. But Rebecca knew the banking rules thanks to September. Accepting any risk of death or injury. Then as if it was the most matter of fact everyday issue, she carried on with the roses. Amazed he took the camera indoors, took the short piece off onto the computer, then to disc, sealed the disc in an envelope, had her write on the package, clearly marking it ‘for safe keeping not to be opened except by him or her’, before sealing that into another envelope address to the family solicitor and together they walked to the local post-box, she posted the. But I knew I couldn’t last much longer under her oral onslaught. I knew that the first time I reached orgasm with her I wanted to inside that sweet pussy of hers. I managed to push her off on me on to her back. ‘Damn girl. You didn’t tell me you are an oral artist too.’ She just laughed at me. ‘I try to give as good as I receive.’ ‘Well you sure did that baby. Now it’s my turn.’ I said as I licked her firm tits as I worked my way down her gorgeous body. I gave her nipple jewelry special. ’ ‘Why? What does Eve care if you go talk to her?’ ‘I’m not gonna talk to that stupid twat. We’re gonna go throw out her fucking junk.’ And then they realize I am there. I put out my smoke carefully. I am scared of two fifteen-year-old girls. I am twenty-three and homeless and I don’t remember much of the last five weeks, but I remember to be afraid of teenage girls. Especially when you are the only person around and they are out for blood. Not everyone has a soul, says a memory of Cheyenne. In.