On Sundays after church, we would chase hookers off the streets and shut down crack houses with nothing more than picket signs and a bull-horn.If you ...didn't do exactly what the pastor wanted, he would, "hook you up". That would usually involve some poor sap being sent out to sweep the stoop only to be swarmed by PD and taken away.Ever got a blow job from a toothless old queer, in a four man bed room at midnight? I did. Had to work with this guy on one of our moving businesses, and he was always. She sang about being free, which I took as meaning going to heaven. She couldn’t read but had a Bible that rested by her bed. It lay on the stand, proudly, on top of some lace she had made herself when she was well. The Bibles edges were worn, its pages frail as the twins. Inside she told me were fantastic stories about God and his son. I pictured them as Pa and Sam. She remembered some of the stories and would tell them to me as I worked and as my belly got bigger. One night Pa came late. He. I slid into her very wet pussy and she gasped. I grabbed her left breast and squeezed it, then put it in my mouth. " I've been a naughty girl ",she said.She told me he directed her to an industrial estate around the corner and told her to park. He asked if she had any questions. "Just the one", she told him, "are you going to kiss me or what ? ".He leaned forward and kissed her hungrily she said, and his hand was on her leg .He slowly moved his hand upwards and she didn't stop him. He soon had. I positioned thecamera on a home made bracket looking out the rear window of my car andwhen no one was nearby I opened the door and went across to the drop box,clicking the camera remote all the way, paused at the box to get a clearpic and then back to the car. Even dressed 'respectably' I was stillclearly a man in woman's clothes and it would have been embarrassing had Ibeen seen.I posted my pics and was feeling smug as I waited for Janet to come home.When she arrived home she simply said,.