"Have it your way." Don't worry, I will," I said that as I hung up on him. Simpson was more than twice my age. If he had been Sherlock Holmes maybe, b...t he was just your typical less than inspired detective.I stopped at the truck stop convenience store for a cup of coffee at 2AM. I stood in the parking lot with the Styrofoam because I didn't want to spill it on a clean uniform. Lots of people smiled at me as they passed me heading into the store."Sheriff, my name is Boyle, I operate a delivery. And your habits. One thing we don't know: are you a religious man?" "Not especially." He felt her tongue lash his earlobe. Shivered despite himself. "That's about to change. You'll be praying for release by the time we're finished." Ryan's heart was thundering. He was still rigid inside Emily's vice-like pussy but fear was gradually invading his system. The adrenaline doubled when he heard the cap of a bottle snap open and cool liquid drizzle into his butt crack. "No!" "Shhhhh," Emily soothed. David and Dorothy always treated Barry as a kid and Barry also being a nice boy, was always very respectful and called them uncle and aunty and never by their names. When Jerry announced that he was the winners of the annual sales award and company was sending him and his wife Kathy off for a 4 day cruise vacation, David and Dorothy, both happily agreed to watch and baby sit Barry who was a senior at high school. Barry was busy with his college entry exams and could not join his parents for the. ”“Well, sure, I’ll do that later tonight myself, but the problem is, they’ll let you play for maybe two hours, and then you’re done for the night. You ain’t gonna make much of a living that way, so that’s where the buskin’ comes in.”“But you’re a bard. Couldn’t you play for noble houses or merchants?”“I could, sure, but I’d have to talk all fancy-like. Besides, where’s the fun in playin’ for people who’s too stuffy to enjoy it? Is that what you want to do?”“I hadn’t really thought about it,”.