pte

s

ing out in shallowed gasps. He sounds like a train whistling and rattling. I'm guessing a p

e. No one. Precious stones and jewels I harvested with time, effort a

e, or he was s

zable. It looks like someone has rearranged his features. It's a fucking bloody mass

e life out of him with one more punch. Just on

me this past week. A comely face with hazel eyes and

sh

ered imagination and

g?" Lobos asks

n my mind tripping a

re some

ound to face him with a shake of my head. "You finish this and make it cle

up, I drive myself to Stardust. Walter has a few days off. Yapped my head off about going out of town to be wi

aguing my dre

t Stardust, dressed in a loose long dress. It was strange to see, though,

oked at me with such horror when I insinuated her sister was probably doing drugs or whorin

r looks as well as dresses anything like her. . . I shake my head. She'

d. Think of it as a buisness. The business of the flesh. They sh

t caters to people with certain tastes. Expensive tastes of the flesh. Drugs, female clien

Women like her, are not

me o

eyes doesn't just look like fire, she looks like a blazing inferno. Something tells me she won't

own neighborhood but I can tell you this for nothing -

could be in two places at the same time. That kind of

earing this. . . oh, ma

of my seat, almost passing a r

before he cuts the call. I'm s

he need to tak

nd cl

t's

ops up on my screen. It's her. Hazel eyes. She's all covered in a silk

s thrown there, and for a brief instance. A very brief instance, I see the swell of her well - endowed chest peeking o

and walks back in, giving me a view of her oh-so-round and fuckable bum. Honks and shouts bring me

to my office, I lock the door and jerk off while watching the video. I cum like a man who has never experi

know her na

name, who she is, her relations and friends, where she goes to school, every sing

ggering before