34pm, he was meant to turn up at 10. ''Bartender give me a large vodka.'' ''Date hasn't turned up?'' asked the red haired bartender with the handful o... breasts she was stacking. I don’t usually take notice of women, never wondered why to be honest, but I just noticed that this woman, with her flowing locks, was particularly interesting.''Yeah.'' I answered, picking up my vodka.As I downed my Vodka, A girl about the same age as me, and a bit taller with light brown hair all the way down her back. After I’d asked the question, she’d sucked in air and blown it all out in a long, exasperated sigh. “He’s away again. Working,” she spat, derision in her tone and expression. “That girl’s with him, too.”There’d been tension for weeks. I’d felt it around the house, noticed the shift in my parents’ demeanour and the way they were around each other. They were behaving in a strange way. Brittle and formal. Two dogs sniffing one another as they sussed out if there was any dispute or a need to fight.. "It's easier to mentally survive this kind of thing if you know there was justice or that your attacker is never going to do it again." Death or Life, Joanne?" I asked."Are you going to do them too?" she asked.The rapists were shaking their heads hard; neither was dumb enough to open their mouths again."Oh! I don't get involved in that action," I told JoAnne. "I'm going into that cell over there and wait until the Reverend really gets into his sermon. The motherfucker can talk with the best of. I was hard fast. She unzipped me and freed my fully erected pecker from its cage. Then she looked at me and told me she wants to try giving me a blowjob! I was stumped for a moment and then found out she never gave a blowjob to her (ex) husband. She told me mine looks tempting to her to put it in her mouth. And so i fed her. Yeah, it was bad...really. Disappointing. She wanted to practice more with me she said then. I just instructed her to lick my shaft which she did obediently. She looked so.