. sucked until he was all crumpled up. And he'd moaned in pleasure the whole time like a porn star getting all jiggy. Moaned like he was getting blown...by all of Charlie's Angels at the same time. Moaned right up until his skin stretched taut across his skull and his eyes fell in.'Haven't been able to look at a pair of tits the same way since, ' Bottin had muttered morosely into his drink.Rob had thought his cousin was fucking crazy. PTSD ... to the max.Not now, not with one of the monsters. For anyone willing to listen. It begins in the hallowed halls of Central High School, where I attended.There was this girl named Tiffany, whose guts I absolutely fucking hated and believe me the feeling was mutual. As far as looks go Tiffany and I were about dead even. As far as popularity goes, (I may have been slightly more popular, but only slightly). Although I always got good grades, Tiffany's grades were always slightly higher than mine. I used to hate having to watch that bitch go up on. After that, his cunning and intelligence meant he'd advanced quickly, althoughthe liaison hadn't lasted beyond a few months. Jack enjoyed being a high profile lawyer, with a huge plush office and sweetyoung secretary to fawn over him. He enjoyed mixing with the rich and influentialpeople his work brought him into contact with. He enjoyed it all, but mostof all, and regardless of the fact that he was married, he enjoyed the beautifulwomen his lifestyle attracted. Originally it had been his. ”“I, umm, I, have little gold.”“I don’t believe you, but leave that as it is for now. The question is: how can I subvert the law I have just promulgated? How can I undermine the rules as soon as I get the chance? No, the boy dies. Sorry.”The women advanced, at one point he thought they might attack him too; he pushed the boy into a corner where the lad crumpled and cowered; his bravery was understandably leaching away. Now they were closer he could see they were three girls, ranging from may be.