Across the world, in America at that very moment, U. was pulling his beer can thick foot long dick out of the just fucked ass of Justin B. The boy was...bent over a chair in his dressing room. U. had come to see the concert and check up on the boy he had made into a mega-star. Whenever he visited Justin, he always threw a fuck or three into the cute little twerp. After all, that was part of the deal. When he had first discovered Justin when the boy was fourteen, he had informed him that he would. We knocked at the door and a gorgeous well dressed guy answered ‘you must be T and L ‘ he said I nodded nervously and we entered. He showed us though to the lounge and told us to take a seat why he fetched some wine I sat on the end of the sofa filled with nerves. He returned and gave us both a glass. He was confident and started the conversation. Time passed and we where getting on pretty well. ‘Maybe I could show you upstair’ he said and we followed him to his room. He turned to me and. The man that was behind her wrapped the strap from his weapon around her neck and tightened so hard that I could see the whites of his knuckles. Tsukiumi began struggling, her hands clutching at the fabric restricting her air supply. I charged toward him, but I was instantly shrugged off with a laugh as his elbow caught my jaw. I hit the floor and felt powerless as I watched him hold her small frame in the air. Tsukiumi’s legs came together and in one motion, they came back and up. Her feet,. " He sounded frantic. "Says I gotta get rid of the team, the sled, the doghouses, everything, right now, or she'll leave me. She's ready to do it. Look, I don't care if I gotta give them away for nothing, they've got to be out of here tonight." Give me a second," Josh said, thinking furiously. Bergen had a couple of pretty good dogs, and five more that might or not be worth the effort, although the whole team had finished the Warsaw Run better than he had. And, he had a brand-new Tim White.