I close my eyes and groan. Suddenly I feel someone tipping on my shoulder and I quickly open my eyes. It is the same librarian as before asking me if ...I was okay. I panic a bit and want to close my legs to hide my erection but the girl under the table is holding my dick tightly and didn't stop to play with my cock in her mouth. I say to the librarian that I was fine and just closed my eyes for a moment to think about a problem. The librarian nods and asks me if I know were that girl went that. It seemed like a fair exchange." I was fourteen, a drunken man tried to rob my mother of her pension check. I stabbed him with a sharp broom handle. I doubt anyone would have even bothered about it, if I had not stabbed him over twenty times. I was tired of being threatened, and I was tired of my mother being abused. It all ended that night.I learned that being willing to kill, wins one as much respect as actually doing the deed. People knew that I could kill, so they found others to torment.". She told me she was doing good and was glad to hear from me and I told her I was glad to hear from her also as I've been thinking about her. It had just been income tax time and she said she had gotten a good return, I gotten the decent one too, and she wanted to rent a hotel room for a few days about 45 minutes from where I live! She told me she had scope it out and thought we could have a lot of fun! I told her I just gotten vacation time from work after getting called back from being laid. She is still trying to forget the man who hurt her. So, I’m giving you all something to make this Christmas extra special.’ I turned my face to him, frowned, and yelled, ‘Why are you talking to me then?’ He just smiled and said, ‘You are the one who didn’t believe in Christmas magic. I also know there was nothing under the tree for you, so I’m here to give it to you personally.’ I looked at him with wide eyed amazement and said, ‘That because I didn’t want anything this year, except to make.