Please?"Over in the corner, the pathetic white dog was crumpled in a cage. His hands were removed so he could never lay them on a black man again. "...lease?" The former plantation owner begged through tears. "Please cum in my wife's mouth. She's so hungry."Sweet justice.Mmmfff... Suck, suck, suck... The sounds filled the room as the white woman looked up at him from her knees. She massaged his black balls and begged, "Please? Cum for me?" He smacked his cock across her face several times. He looked very solemn. Mom introduced him. “Grim, this is Mister Solomon. He’s from Holliman.”“Ah.” I turned to the new guy and shook his hand. Holliman Memorial Home was a large funeral home in West Springs. They had obviously chosen them for the services. “Pleased to meet you.”“I’m sorry for your loss, Mister Reaper. I knew your grandfather. He was a good man.”“Yes, he was. Please, join us. We brought over dinner.” Kelly and Mom sorted out the food, putting it on an island in the kitchen and. "Do you know where?" On the opposite side of this street is a house that has been available for rent. Two weeks ago it was rented by a person named Joseph Smith. Last night at approximately two-thirty-seven a.m. four men arrived in a car and entered the house. They remain there now." Show me." I walked around the desk to look at the laptop screen. All I could see was a car pulling up and four people getting out. But I expected Spook could see more."Is one of them Estrada?" I asked."No.". Nothing to worry about, it just doesn't work and you'll have to wash it off. Short body hair's okay, but long hair, such as in your crotch or on men's chests, no."Saul took over again, "Thanks. Heather will gladly advise any of you who want to make a special fashion statement."Now, we thought this up just for fun. At your place, each of you will find a small box. In the box are a number of transfers, all of one particular symbol. I call them Brag Marks. If you have had a particularly nice.