"Does your pussy need some attention, too?" he asks. He guides me to my hands and knees on the edge of the bed, his hand pushing my face down flat aga...nst the bed. He pulls his wet cock out of her and starts to fuck me from behind. I feel the almost melted ice getting pushed around inside my cunt. "Doesn't that feel good baby?" I ask as he grabs me by the hips and pumps my pussy harder and harder. Now Sasha gets on her hands and knees next to me. Charles fingers her cunt while fucking mine.. Hearing the chime of the clock on the wall I re-focused my attention on the paper in my lap. Picking it up, the headlines jumped at me. Diner Explosion, Twenty-Three Dead. Arson Suspected. Police Have Leads on Four Hit men Possibly Involved. Hit man. That’s me. I closed my eyes and dozed. In my dreams I saw Lydia. She smiled. Her eyes tell me that she has a secret. What is your secret, dear sweet Lydia, I wonder. In one hand she holds a pot of coffee. In the other, a ticket. The light from. "Dan licked his lips and stepped toward Carla."Oh no, sweetie. Not her. Him."Tommy's voice was practically a squeak."Lisa, are you kidding?" Uh uh, Tommy. I mean you and Dan."All of a sudden, Dan was looking kind of milk-chocolaty, instead of his deep rich brown. He turned to Monica."Monica, is she serious?"Monica stepped over to Carla, took her by the shoulders, and kissed her, full on. Ran her hands down over Carla's butt. Turned back to Dan."You bet she is, buddy."Carla smiled and raised her. After my shower, I rummaged around my dresser drawers, looking for the jeans I hadn’t worn in nearly a month. I’d been exclusively in shorts for the summer, just as God had intended it.It wouldn’t do to wear shorts for horseback riding with Shelby, so I found jeans and added a blue T-shirt and my favorite Cubs hat.I grabbed my wallet and keys and put older tennis shoes on in the garage. Shelby would bristle at my choice in footwear, but I wasn’t going to wear dairy boots, and I didn’t own.