”He went to a back room, and a moment later he came out with a man who looked to be in his 70’s.“This is Mr. Papadakis; he can design the rings ...for you. When do you need them?”“No sooner than the end of September,” I said.“This is easily accomplished,” Mr. Papadakis said. “Please, describe what you want.”“Two lady’s and one man’s rings. They need to match in design. I’d like white gold, with three stones, two small rubies with a purple stone of some kind set between them.”He nodded, “Spinel, I. " Ah, yes I have thought about that. The girls are talking about going out in a group to see the new James Bond movie, Casino Royale, when it comes out next Friday. If I find out where and when they are going, you and Derek can make sure you are in the cinema and maybe snog a little when the girls come in. I will make sure they see you. They will see you can't be gay after all." Well OK, if your brother is willing I guess it's worth a go. I mean, what can I lose? Will you tell Derek I'm gay. They didn't expect to get anywhere that night, but they both worked hard at trying to get me to give them my phone number and to agreed to meet if only for coffee. I had no intention of doing either, giving them my number or meeting them, but while I didn't say yes, I didn't say no. I wanted to keep them interested. I had the silly idea that Harry would see them sniffing after me and he would get his head out of his ass and protect his territory. Silly me right? Protect his territory when there. I ain’t a one or two and then I’m through kind of guy. Once I paste this ass with my baby-making juice, you’re gonna suck me up and I’m gonna fuck you some more. By the time you get home, you’re gonna walk with a limp pussy and I promise you, I ain’t jokin.” The b**st-like man barked as he slapped her ass and pumped her ass with authority. “Ooooo…oooooshit…ooooshit, ohmygod.” Kelly cried as she lost her grip on the second rack and fell down on her knees. Womack pummeled his fuckdoll as he.