" ...............I really want to fuck you." Finally, goodness gracious that took longer than it should have."I look around and see an entrance to an ...lleyway just around the corner. I lead him over there and I see a dumpster about halfway down the alley and we go behind it. He was wearing some grey sweat pants and as I get behind the dumpster and turn around to face him I can see the whole outline of his dick in those pants. I immediately bend down and pull his pants down to reveal his giant. As soon as he finished he grabbed his helmet and climbed aboard a midnight blue BMW K1200R. It cranked with a roar and left the garage with an even louder one.With two minutes to spare Ken dropped the kickstand of the bike and headed into a small, out of the way bar. Over the door a Miller Genuine Draft sign proclaimed to the world the name of this place was ‘Bennie’s.’ After checking outside for cars or people that looked out of place he opened the right side of the double door and stepped. " That sounds wonderful, Damian," Connie Bustle replied, before whispering to Mrs. Bottomley. "I do love having my hedge trimmed." Oh Connie, you are a scoundrel," Alice Bottomley silently mouthed back at the Bustle woman.Stephanie was sure her son had overheard the two women and was embarrassed for him and them. "Come here, Damian. I'll covered those burned shoulders with some lotion." Thanks, Mom," Damian said, very much aware that his mother was wearing her revealing yellow bikini beneath a. " Pleased to meet you, Mrs. Willis, but now if you could just step into the outer office..." But..." Miranda started."Actually it would be best," said Welty, "We'll let you know as soon as I get that bullet out."Miranda sat down in the outer office staring at the floor. Her mind raced to make sense of the events of the past two hours. Tom wounded, in more ways than one, their money gone, nowhere to stay, no one to turn to. What could they do? His parents were dead and they certainly couldn't.