She didn’t care much for that idea, either. But then again, she is a ranking bitch. You boys want a beer?”“Um, sure, Ken, if you don’t mind?�...� “Nah, I brought my own, so the old man can’t bitch about me drinkin’ his. They’re in the yellow cooler over there, grab yourselves each one, and come back and keep me company till she gets done shittin’ a brick. — Hey, at least I got her ass ready and opened up for the brick to come out, anyway…” and Kenny laughed out loud, and then remembered he had. She pulled me to her until her cock would push no further in mymouth and then she pulled me off it. She got my speed just the way shewanted it and then let go, regrabbing my hair and directly me when Istarted to get off pace.Eventually however she pulled me off, and with force pushed me back ontothe bed and turned me over. I knew what she wanted and knew what she wasgoing to do, but I was not ready for what it would feel like for her tograb my hips, align her cock with my pussy and forcefully. Seven days. Clean up. End up like Jon the John. Her choice. Would have just dropped her from the Boralis Apartment Building two blocks down. Let gravity do its thing. But Jon the John was a minor drug lord. Wanted to find out why she killed him before making rash decision. Hoped she did it because he was an evil man. Because he sold good tasting poison to illegitimate kids and the mothers with illegitimate kids. Hoped it was in self-defense. Was wrong. Cornered her in the alley between Vines. I went to his house with Larry and that’s how I met Joyce and their grandfather years ago. He gave me a job and ever since he’s looked out for me. He helped me get my business set up and helped me find customers, including his friends in Chicago.”“And it’s all programming work?”Well, I did have ONE secret from her that I had to keep.“Now, yes. In the beginning, I worked at Andreas’ Deli here in Milford sweeping floors, stocking supplies, running the register, and occasionally running errands.