He even posted one of my handbills in his store!Business got so good that I needed a receptionist, so Sally took over that job, and I paid her $10 a w...eek, which was an exorbitant amount for that position, but Sally was my friend, and she needed something to keep her occupied. Jake even suggested that I might want to start selling elixir on the side, but he broke up laughing before I could turn him down.I got Sally a desk and a chair for her to use in a little reception room affair we made by. " Scott insisted.Violet hurried back to the bedroom and peeked over to the crib and her baby boy was fast asleep. She smiled to herself as she thought about how much Scott loved him. It was Scott's first nephew and since Scott wasn't married or had kids of his own he kind of considered James Jr. like his own child.Violet and Scott were so close growing up. Since they were only two years apart, they were more like best friends backing each other up when one got into trouble. Violet would often. While we were doing this another guy come over, kneeled between her legs and started licking all around the sensitive head and sucking the top several inches while we continued to stroke back and forth along that long thick shaft with our mouths. This evidently almost got the cross dresser’s nut because she let out this low guttural moan, said she wasn’t ready to come yet and asked us to change things up. So me and the other young stud got up and kneeled on the couch on either side of her head. It was late morning but the sun had just come out. The birds chirped from their nests in the trees surrounding the cemetery. Why would someone make a cemetery look as nice as it did? To hide the stench permeating from below? To disguise the hatred of the people buried? To sweep away the vileness of their crimes? It all depended. The crowd gathered around an angry, young, now dead boy. No one knew the person in the casket was a victim, they all assumed it was an accident, a mosh pit got over.