We were in his apartment offcampus.We were studying. Then this woman crashed into theapartment, drunk as a “shit house mouse,” as daddy us...dto say. She was babbling like mad, in many meanings ofthat word. “Ah, damn it, I didn’t get fucked tonight,’ sheslurred. “Went to the bar. Not a man fuck in there. Nota real man wisth a cock, big, little.”Hey, baby,” she slurred to me, grabbing at my crotch.“You wansh fuck?”I was a bit puzzled, so. .. but the other stuff. The guy I'vemet is not that guy. Still... " He shrugged slightly.Jess nodded and smiled."Oh he was a bad guy alright. Very nasty. But it was all 'in house' ashe puts it. You know, gang to gang or other assorted lowlifes. He wasnumber 4 in the 'C---------'s and the main enforcer. Beatings, the oddshooting, intimidation. Drug dealing... Anyway it was all people 'in thelife' until the pub shootout in the early 90's when a girl died. He saysthat shook him up seeing that kid. Inside the camper he lay the towels on a chair and turned just in time to see her drop her top to the floor, revealing two lovely breasts that were just like he remembered, though possibly sagging a little. As she dropped her bottoms he stepped back and took in the wonderful beauty of her nude body. She stood unashamed, letting him look to his heart’s content, growing wet and excited as she saw the look in his eyes. Cal was next, slipping out of his swimming trunks and standing naked before. I walk out of my hiding spot.“Your Gr-““Please Ella, call me Tom,” I smile at her, “You handled yourself well.”She nods, “I’m sorry you had to hear that, I promise you I am pure,” she stutters over the words.“Oh? You don’t think his mouth on you makes you impure?” I ask walking closer to her.She looks away embarrassed.“My sweet bride to be,” I touch her chin and have her look up at me, “I do not care about purity. But when we marry, you will be mine and only mine.”She nods, “Of course.”Her blue.