You really want him and his legion of bloodsucking lawyers to come visit? Pornhat Neil staggered forward, falling face first into a urinal trough. The camisole top bunched sensually above her breasts. Sauntering out the double French doors onto the glassed-in patio, I was captured in a fierce hug and soundly kissed by mommy Gwen, barely dressed in a tiny thong. Neil skidded forward, slamming face first into a metal toilet partition. Bailey brought a washcloth and towel to the bedside. *****
As she drove, Angel kept glancing over at me with an expectant look, until finally I asked her, “Angel, do you have a question?”
Angel nodded shyly as she asked timidly, “Master Billy, why didn’t you use Otto’s pen or his special lighter?”
I looked at her, incredulous, in stunned, disbelieving silence,
