Sorry I didn't answer when you knocked." S'okaay." When are Mom and Dad gonna be home?"She coughed and tried to make sure her words came out unslurred.... "They shed - "Linda... broke up with me. She told me right after I drove her to the party, then went to hang out with Keith Whitmoor ." He sarcastically accentuated the last two words; Keith Whitmoor was a football player all the girls seemed to drool over. He had a reputation for being a "hump 'em and dump 'em" kind of guy, but for whatever. A good dick is smooth—like yours—and smells good—also like yours," she smiled. "And you have the power to either cause great pleasure, or great pain. Seriously, there's a whole lot of trust from a guy when he puts his cock in your mouth. Any woman with teeth could easily rip it off with just one hard bite. But then there's the taste ... oooh God! Ninety-nine times out of one hundred, if it smells good, it tastes even better. Like that salty taste when you lick the heel of your hand, but mixed. ?So, why didn?t he try to send your lovers to Valhalla, too?? Byrd?s partner, Detective Mark Silver, wondered. ?According to him, they were disgraceful excuses for men, and they didn?t deserve a ?noble death?. They would have a harder afterlife, or so he said. He also buggered them, the sicko. What the fuck gives him the right to execute my Bulls, just because I keep my hubby as a cuckolded wimp? What entitles him to ?liberate? my husband?s soul, for that matter? He acted like he did Jared a. Susan say’s I cannot iron for love or money and she is no good at diy so it works out perfect for each other.We settle down with a coffee and I quiz her about her coming birthday tomorrow, I ask want she wants “A nice young fit man for the night” She jokingly says while laughing out aloud “That rules me out” I say “You wouldn’t want to be seen with me any way, would you,” She says, “I’m way past my prime, big and old, I could be your mother” “There’s nothing old about you and.