You’re going to walk your friend to the ferry,” she said. “I need to get out of here for a while. See my friends, my brother.” She groaned, �...Just get the fuck away.”Mallory didn’t need any clarification. She understood everything within Carmen’s frustrated groan.---Mallory and Carmen moseyed side-by-side down the dusty city street. From either side of the road, long orange mesh fences guarded construction sites paused for the weekend. The massive renovations of half-built cities peppered the. His balls began to slap against me. I knew all the signsof what has approaching. - The rapid breathing, the cock swelling, thesweat. As always, his pants became groans and moans. He was thrustinghard and deep with every inward push. An a****l howl came from his throatas he came one final thrust. I could feel his cock throbbing inside me.He was shooting his cum in my ass. I could feel each pulse of cum escapehis tube. The wetness that I had felt between my legs so many times beforewas. In fact, it's worse than that."I took a breath. "In 1986, I was two years old. My Dad got me out of bed because he wanted me to remember-even if I really couldn't-that I was watching when the Red Sox finally won it all. And then the ball went through Buckner's legs. My mother tells me that when he put me back to bed, he was crying. And a Yankee fan will never get that-because you all feel entitled to winning." This means more to you than it does to me, doesn't it? Even without the bet." Yes," I. " Not good." No, and Antonio is between a rock and a hard place. To get his daughter help, he needs someone he can trust to talk with her." So he called you." Yes. Now I have to talk with Ken and see what could be arranged. I think he will be amicable to the idea. I'd rather not have the heads know about this. Not sure how Ken can pull it off. If he does, and everything goes smooth, I can see Antonio having a trust relationship with us. That could be good for everyone."Jackie had left. Jeanie.