"Boy!" He said in his gruff voice. I cut him a look that has made other men actually run from me. He wasn't phased in the least,he just shook his head.... He knew I wouldn't pop him one. "Boy,you sure are a tough one to figure out. You have acted like people used to when I was a youngun,coming up before the Big War.The Second one I mean. You been watchin'over that place and taking care of it like it was your own. Saved me the trouble of doing it my own self. But you are so stand-offish. Private. He's at work right now though." as I tried to explain nervously without trying to explain to much."Oh, no worries dear, and your very welcome." he said, as he continued smiling and now looking past me into the house."Ummm . . . do you like want to come in?" I said, with doubt, as I could hear my dad's voice screaming in the back of my mind not to let strangers in the house."Yes please." he said, as he walked in and we sat at the kitchen table and talked about nothing really."So, I haven't seen. Dara was being taken care of by another one of the girls in my pimps stable.”“I was convicted, sent to juvi and held for 6 months. When I got out I went and got my baby before they could find her and sell her, and I ratted out the entire prostitution ring. It was run by the mob, so I went to the papers, and the TV news and the Feds because I didn’t trust the local cops. Last I heard there was still a contract out on me. The Feds wanted to separate Dara and me and put me in the Witness. They reached an unspoken understanding that no foreplay was going to be necessary. He tore open the condom wrapper and rolled it on. Tegan glanced down and noticed that it was, even encased in latex, the biggest one she’d ever seen. He was both thicker than Angus and longer than Brandon, like a balance of both but scaled up by about 20%. She let out a pre-emptive moan as she imagined that thing trying to fit inside her.The man pulled her to the edge of the mat and slid his hands under her skirt.