”Melanie broke in, “We weren’t paying attention. Her boyfriend Jimmy kept pushing her away from the side. He wouldn’t let her out.”Gary look...d and saw the boy, “You should go home son.” That was one boy he never wanted to see again.Dorothy was beside her father, hugging him, “Oh daddy.”Melanie was crying too, “I got 911. They’re on the way.” She sniffed, “Daddy you saved Katy’s life.” Melanie skinned her knees as she dropped to the pavement and hugged her dad’s other side. She kept crying, she. ” Mark gave Gina the same grin as before, with a note of hunger flickering in it, as he removed his belt and unzipped his pants, advancing on her slowly. “Kneel down and open up, baby!” chimed Amelia from the doorway with a giggle.Gina knelt; she was panicking, but all she could do was follow instructions if she hoped to regain her manhood, she thought. She simply had to endure…Her thoughts were interrupted by the sight of Mark’s proud cock rising up directly in her face. It was significantly. But I did manage to. The hypnotic spell was broken by that single, glorious word. “Hello”. So reluctantly my eyes had risen to meet yours. Sheepish. Guilty. I had been staring. I could see you knew. Your eyes, when I finally met your amused gaze, yelled “busted”. It was a fair cop! So here I am. Outside your door. A man with absolutely no plan at all. Cup of sugar? Too obvious. A teabag? Too easily misconstrued, given modern street parlance. Fuck. I am 18 inches from your door and I still don’t. "That girl we read about, Sylvia, that does this for her brother every day, her story was really hot, huh?" I asked my brother."Oh, it sure was. I wonder if they're doing anything else these days?" he said."I don't know. There may be a later story from her, we can look when we're through." Maybe you could write about this?" he asked as I stroked back and forth."We've got to finish first, though. Maybe we'll even have more to write about than this?" I told him wondering just where all this would.