"Wells, who had regained his color when Tara Simpkins had entered, paled again."Do you represent Desmond Huntley, Mr. Wallace?" Simpkins asked hotly."...f course not," I replied. "My wife would castrate me. I do, however, represent Mr. Wells' daughter. Your client is of no use to me if he is dead. And he most certainly will wind up that way if he continues his present course of action. I suggested that recanting his previous testimony – because let's face it, he's so low-grade I'm certain he made. "Yo, Craig, I'm not Gay man" I say. "So, you don't have to be, I'm Bi, and I want you Mike" he says. I step back and look at my homeboy, not believing my ears. He just told me he wanted me. Girls threw themselves at us. We had pussy on lock, and fucked girls all the time. This couldn't be. Dude was a Running back. Dude was tough. Nothing about him was feminine, yet he was looking at me with them funny sex eyes. I couldn't believe it. "Since I was 14, Mike I've been with. Leon grabbed hold of Chris by the waist and Chris extended his leg and Leon pulled hard at Chris midsection. The next thing was a painful surprised scream as Leon stiff penis sunk deep into Chris anal and into his rectum. Leon was just as surprised and had no ideal as to what to do, his best friend was screaming and Leon penis was somehow another snugged into a warm soft clinching orifice. Chris struggled and Leon held on his penis being pushed deeper and deeper into Chris bung hole. Leon held. She listened to the steadily approaching sounds and desperately tried to ignore the pounding of her heart.Alone in the dark, she listened and waited.Erik sat on his bed staring at his mother's wedding band. He loved the rosebuds that encircled the antique gold band."When I place this ring on Christine's finger, I am giving her roses that will never die."He smiled gently, closed the small box and placed it on his bedside table. Removing the pin from his cravat, he tossed it onto the table next.