Sammy and I share a special type of bond like the one you and I but quite different. Just look at his cheeky smile. Have you got the connection yet? S...ammy tell Harry who you are..." Harry, Beau is my half brother" Sam said smiling. It was then I made the connection. He had Beau's smile."Harry, I only found out about Sammy about two and a half years ago when Sammy's mother died. Dad had had a liaison with Sam's mother, one of the secretaries at his work and Sammy is the result. The death of his. With that done, you let go of that strange, hidden mussle inside you that keeps you from normally pissing even if you really have to. It seemed like gallons of steeming hot, acrid and foul tasting urine flooded my mouth. I took to heart what you send to me and started furiously swallowing as fast as I could. Somehow, I was able to keep up. I have no idea how, but I did. Finally the ordeal was finished. I was surprised to find I was wrong. With surprising force, a huge beltch emanated from my. " Here he is." How are you doing James?" Chris I'm doing ok, Karen is washing me at this moment, Ohh, she is busywashing my thingy now." I smiled at that and so did the others at thetable."I asked, "Do you like it?"James said, "Ooh yes its nice, so how's it Florida?"I replied, "It's great, our new Aunt Mary has bought a lovely mansion forus all to live in."James said, "Well it will nice to have an Aunt, I will miss my friendsthough."I said, "It will be ok, you will get involved in sports again. No such luck. He made it clear that he knew I was there. He cleared his throat, and hocked a thick sounding loogie onto the floor. I heard it hit with a loud 'splat' before he said, "When was the last time this place saw a mop and a bucket?"Was he talking to me? Should I reply? Shit, I wasn't sure at all. Meekly I said, "Uh, s'at you, Joe?" Immediately I felt so stupid. Of course it wasn't. How dumb can I get? But the voice came back and said, "Yeah, you waitin' on me, faggot?"I laughed.