”“No, DeShawn, I can’t…”“How about for $100?” he offered. The class went silent as they waited to see what was going to happen.“No way...!” Becca snapped. “I’m not a hooker!”“C’mon, Miss C!” DeShawn pleaded. “Just a few seconds to look. We just wanna see! I promise all we’re gonna do is look. We ain’t never seen nuttin’ like that before…right, boys?”DeShawn’s classmates all nodded their heads and murmured, “Right.”“Just a few seconds, Miss C,” DeShawn softly said with a smile. “We won’t take. You won't get that experience without living it."She was despondent, and on the verge of tears complained "but I want so badly for you to love me as much as you do mommy and I need to be the same age you are!" What do you mean, Angel?" I had to ask "I couldn't love you any more than I already do, it's not possible."She hugged me and whispered "maybe you couldn't love me more, but you could love me differently."I wasn't sure I liked the direction this conversation was going. "Angel" I said as. ‘Oh, God, Jimmy, you feel so good, make love to me, Jimmy, make love to me.’ I don’t know how long we did it but I held off as long as I could. I wanted it to last forever. I was sweating and pumping hard into my lover’s virgin pussy. I started coming andcould feel myself shooting into the condom. I heard Kimmy scream out again. She was coming with me, her petite body totally covered in sweat. I felt her pussy spasm over and over again. I don’t know how long it took her to come down but I loved. He pointed the gun at the man.“Be a good chap and see who’s at the door, would you?” Whyte said, cocking the hammer.Whyte had been terrifying the sign-language interpreter over the past few days with the instructions that he was giving and the fact that Leonard wouldn’t allow him to go home. The absolute certainty that, at this point, he “knew too much,” and there was no way that Whyte was going to allow him to live after killing this woman, did not help either. Because of this, Whyte added to.