“Fuck me! Fuck me now,” she said. It was the first time she’d ever said that word aloud.She felt the head of his thing, his cock, push up agains... her lips. It didn’t go in at first, and she felt his hand down there, moving his cock up and down until it found her opening. Then he slid in, slowly. She felt herself envelop him, being filled by him, touching her in pleasure spots she didn’t know she had. It was better, and bigger, than his finger. She closed her eyes and focused on the pleasure.The. . Well it does not matter. To some extent I was worriedabout him going, possibly drunk and probably looking like a bag oftrash," she looked tearful."I suspect that you want one of us to go, is that it?" asked Victoria."No, I would like both of you to go. You are like family, you arecloser to me than any relative that I have. I've asked Julie as wellbut I want you both there if you can." I'll be there," was my instant response.Victoria was more thoughtful. "I'm pretty sure that I don't. Texas, Louisiana, California or Florida would be fine. But Italy is where it’s going to wind up.’ ‘Hmmm, let me think about this a moment, Mr. Gentner.’ Nazario Moreno, who had been leaning against the wall, came alert at his words, a machete was on the table just to his left. Pardo and Gentner knew this might result in their being killed by having their heads cut off. Beheading was becoming a signature from this cartel. The former Mayor had met such a fate. His successor was Larios’ cousin.. I take it you were doing something other than watching the road signs?" Yeah, actually I was trying to work out a way to give Anya her free will back."He stared at me for five very slow heart beats and then blinked. "I'd appreciate that." No promises. I don't know if I can. But if I can figure out a way that won't endanger her, I'll do it."He nodded. "Come on, we have to get off the street."The inside of the building was much nicer than the outside would lead anyone to believe. Once we were in,.