“And the sooner you leave, the sooner the firebombs will end.”I shook my head even though I agreed with her. She was right. The firebombs would en... because Ricardo would be directing them to wherever I went. However, ignorance had to continue. “You do realize that person is a terrorist, right?”“Maybe, maybe not. I choose to believe in the good in people. Whomever is setting the firebombs simply wishes for you to leave. Unfortunately, they are expressing this desire in a destructive way.”“How. He sees it as you dumping him, and he’s hurt. Bad hurt,” said Blake.“I did not dump him, not the way those words sound. I still love the man on some level. How could I not?” she said.“Yes, and that goes for me too. And, as you said a minute ago, we will be there for him not only when he gets out, but as much as possible while he is inside too. Jacob has his marching orders. I know we can’t get him out early. But I have seen to it that he no longer has to share a cell with any of the scum that. ”“What?”“I told you about Clark the night they moved him in. Well, I mentioned it to Emmy and she nearly had kittens. She said her dad would lose his mind if he found out. When I tried to ask her about it, she insisted I stop talking about it because otherwise he’d make her break up with me. I don’t get it.”“Now I need another drink,” my dad sighed, pouring more from the bottle on the table next to him.“Sorry,” I said.He took a swig from the glass, “I’ve known Lenny and Agnes since I moved. Before she left for the night, she pulled me to her room and said, "I needed to stay till everyone arrived, so that all of your girls would be here." She lifted her skirt and ran her fingers along the tattooed JG. "I'm going to your house, and sleeping in your bed. I'm not going to get out of your bed until you come home. Please don't shower before you do."I reached down and pushed my finger deep within her. I pulled it out and licked it off. "My first taste of pussy for the night. It's fitting.