” Arisol had awakened and was now sitting next to me, both of us still naked to her parents view. She grumbled “What are you talking about D...d? You wanted me to clean his pipes, and we had fun doing it too.” Wade smiled at her with loving eyes and said “yeah, I did, and looks to me like he fucked you good girl. Now we just need to make this a family affair.” As the words echoed in my head I watched Mako strip the kimono from her body and stand obediently beside her. " Why don't any of them show it?" she asked."Because they're scared." Scared of what?"He lay down on his side."There are two kinds of guys. It's probably more complicated than that, but for now, let's just say there are two kinds. One kind are the guys who think they're hot shit. A lot of them are jocks, because they are good at some sport, and that makes them feel confident. Maybe their parents have lots of money, and that makes them feel confident. Those are the guys who want to be with a. ’ ‘Practice makes perfect.’ ‘At least tonight the baby didn’t interrupt us.’ Watching as she leant back, running her hands through her long thick hair, pushing it up and back behind her head and down her back so that her breasts lifted up, the now large and hard nipples pointing up and out he told her, ‘I love you so much. You know that don’t you?’ Giggling and laying down over him so that she covered his prone body she replied, ‘You had better love me you big oaf, I’ve just wrecked my body. I freeze as I hear someone walking in the office. I hear them talking as I recognize the voices. Coach Marcos and his son Andrew. The two voices that surprise me are Greg and Tommy. Tommy, the drug dealer, Candice’s son who is probably home from reform school for the Thanksgiving hoiday. Now I know where he received the drugs that he sold.I don’t have time to think about Coach Marcos as a drug king-pin, because they entered the office. The door is too small to hide behind. I don’t want to fight.