”“See what had happened was…”Fuck that, I hung the phone clean up on her ass with no hesitation. She called back at least twice and let it go ...o voice mail both times. Quisha’s ass was persistant with the bullshit and in order to keep from hearing mom and dad’s mouth about how I should do this and that for her, I picked up on the second ring again. Just when I was about to form my mouth to cuss her smooth the fuck out, I heard a familiar sweet little voice that always calmed down.“Uncle. " Pete suggested. "It won't be at a spot where there is a crowd watching." Good, how does our killer plan to escape? Since this isn't a suicide mission, he does plan to get away." I suggested."He has clothes stashed, so that after he does the hit, he can dress and blend," Pete replied."Feed that into your game. While you are at it ask it how the hitter is going to know when the senator is near enough so that he has time to do all this, and still catch up to the runner he wants."It is going to. . we don't have much time we have to go.. NOW!" he said quickly as he grabbed her arm and pulled her up the stair case, making her trip and stumble. Faye was very hurt, why had he pulled away? Didn't he like her? Has he ever liked her? Faye thought, but then pushed the thoughts aside because this was FAR more important. As they reached the top of the stairs, Link looked around and then decided that the coast was clear. As they scampered through the castle they finally came to a window, with a. Afterwards, he would have her stand naked against the car while he whipped her body, front and back. Then they'd ride each other again for a second orgasm. When they were alone together at the house, when they weren't doing the non-penatrative acts that passed for "fucking" between them, they were at the computer, watching or reading porn. The stuff they looked at ranged from vanilla to extreme hardcore bdsm. They even began reading rape fantasies together. Whatever they looked at or.