The Town Whore's Son

[abearinsac]

I really like Laura!

[HogBear]

you should be a screen writer. this is not just great porn but i really feel for them.

[BrisFuck]

By far the best story on here !

[mike43]

god this story gets better and better keep them coming

[Guest JizzDumpWI]

It is almost as if Gymguy8 and Kenywi are the same guy; save that this particular story line has captured my interest... Similar quality of writing though...

[pisces bearcub]

This is some really awesome work. Keep it up!

[Kenywi]

Laura

Sitting in this chair I simply couldn't believe how disgusting some people prove to be. The things they do to each other, the way they live, frankly - their very existence is disgusting. They shouldn't be allowed to breath the same air as I do. As my thoughts gradually turned darker I could finally feel the approach of one of these people, and so it was: the door slid open and in walked Miss Redmen.

"Hello, Miss Redmen. Please have a seat. We have things to discuss."

"Discuss?"

"Yes. Discuss. It means 'to talk about or go over certain subjects'. When I asked you to come meet with me, I anticipated the need to 'dumb-down' my vocabulary, but I should think even you would know the word 'discuss'."

"Who the hell do you think you are? Breaking into my house, just to insult me when I come home?"

"I'm the wife to the father of your son. I've come here to discuss your departure from this town, and that you will never return here again."

"Oh, and what makes you think I'll just agree to what ever you want, especially after the insults?"

"Miss Redmen, my father taught me how to negotiate with people and how to turn situations around so I benefit. He also taught me to always offer those with whom I'm negotiating a choice. My father always found that given a choice, any reasonably self-serving person would go along with the course he offered to them, particularly when he showed them the benefit they would receive in that course of action.

"Oh really? Sounds like your father was a fountain of wisdom," she retorted sarcastically.

"Miss Redmen, let us commence our discussion. I propose you move away, several states away, in fact. I will pay for the move. I will buy you a mobile home and the lot in what ever white-trailer-trash-park you choose. You in turn, will ever contact Quinn, Jason, me or anyone else in this town. Never again."

"What if I don't want to move? What if I've decided that I need to repair my relationship with Quinn and make up to him all the things I've done wrong?" she smirked, clearly thinking she was baiting me. Stupid woman! Why do people always feel they can outsmart those who are, in every way, obviously superior? How this woman could be Quinn's mother was beyond me. The two were so completely different.

"Well, Miss Redman, as I mentioned," I said as, at this point, I rose to my feet, picked-up my handbag, adjusted my coat and headed for the sliding door, "I like to give people choices. Before I leave would you like to hear your other choice?"

"Oh, sure. Fill me in, please."

"Your other choice is that I plant your sorry ass under a nice spruce tree so that you may fertilize it for years to come."

"You're bluffing."

They always say that. Maybe it is from watching to many bad films where the scripts have no imagination and everyone is supposed to say that line. Smack! And with that I knocked her on her ass.

"Miss Redmen, does that feel like a bluff to you? Now back to your choices. Would you like to move to a location of your choice, or would you prefer that spruce tree I mentioned?" She sat there rubbing her face, glaring at me. Knowing I had the upper hand, I put a little more pressure on her, saying "Now, Miss Redman. I'm not going to waste much more time on you."

"I want to move to Florida. And I want a nice trailer. And I want you to pay me."

"I am paying you. I'm paying for your move, your trailer, the lot for the trailer, and I'm allowing you to keep breathing. You are lucky you are getting that much." Then I played my ace card, calling out "BOYS!" In from the back room came Sam, and through the sliding door stepped Dan.

Sam looked like a typical street thug, but Dan looked as if he hacked computers or the like. Interestingly, it was all an illusion. Although most people wouldn't believe it until they had actually seen Sam and Dan in action, in fact the reality was just the opposite. Sam was one the best financial accountants I knew, and Dan, well let's just say when Dan is called into action, people don't generally have the chance to discuss his expertise with others, as dead people tell no tales. Most people would also be astounded to learn Sam and Dan are a couple of more then ten years, and further they were trained by one of my father's associates. Everyone believes that the Family took over all the casinos, and that is certainly true, but the other area in which the Family has a vested interest is insurance. Naturally, we make a killing there.

"Boys, would you two be so kind as to assist Miss Redmen in collecting her personal property, and escort her to Florida? You know what to do when you get there. Have any paperwork you need signed faxed to my home number and I'll take care of it."

"You can't do this to me!"

"I didn't do anything to you. You did it all to yourself. If you had just left Quinn alone and let him move on you wouldn't be where you are now. But look at it this way, you're getting a new start, and you won't have to spend a dime. Just don't come back or try to contact anyone here. Good bye, Miss Redmen. I hope to never see you again. If I do, it will be very unfortunate for you."

Then turning to Sam and Dan, I remarked "Boys, I'll see you when you get back. Enjoy yourselves after your done with Miss Redmen, and put it on my account."

With that I left, knowing the boys would handle Miss Redmen, and take care of things one way or another. My daddy taught me many things but he always said the most important thing was family. Jason is my family and now so is Quinn and you don't mess with my family!

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Jason

As we exited the front of the hospital we saw Tim and Laura, both parked in the passenger loading zone. The nurse wheeled Quinn over towards them, and the look of shock was plain on Laura's face as she took in the damage that had been done to Quinn's face. Frankly, he looked like he had been in a boxing ring and had lost. Laura got out of the car, walked-over, hugged me, and then turned to Quinn, saying "Hi, handsome. I'm Laura. Tim's better half," giving Quinn a welcoming smile.

Quinn returned the smile, and attempted a chuckle, but was defeated by the discomfort.

"Oh, I'm sorry Quinn. I shouldn't make jokes just yet."

"Nah, it's ok. It just hurts a little."

"You don't make a very good liar" but accompanied her observation with an understanding smile, then, turning to me, Laura suggested "Jason, why don't you take Quinn in my car, and I'll ride with Tim, and we'll all meet at the house?"

"Thank you guys. That would be great. Would you guys mind stopping by Little China and picking up some food? Some egg flower soup and wanton soup might be easier for Quinn to eat for a while." The nurse meanwhile had wheeled Quinn up to Laura's car, and taking Laura's offer of an arm, Quinn rose out of the wheelchair, and, with some difficulty, got into the passenger seat.

"Great idea, Jas, we'll take care of it. You want your usual?"

"Yes please." Meanwhile Laura had positioned Quinn safely in the car, and had shut the door. "Thank you again, guys. I really appreciate this. I don't know how I would have gotten through this without you."

"Well, you don't have to bud, and again, I'm sorry for being such an ass earlier. I was way out of line. It's pretty obvious you love him," Tim quietly said, as he pulled me into a a big hug.

Laura, who gentle stroked my back, just as quietly said "He's all loaded into the car. We'll be at your place in about 20. I'm going to call in the order and Tim can pick it up after he drops me off at your car."

"Great see you then, guys." With that I loaded Quinn's back pack into the rear of the car, and, got into the driver's seat, checked to ensure Quinn's seat belts were properly fastened, noting that he appeared to be out of it, and, as Laura and Tim began to maneuver out of the parking lot, I quietly asked "Hey love, you there?"

"Yeah. Just want to go home."

"Sure thing love." Without another word, I started the car and headed home. The trip was, not surprisingly, quiet, and, as I expected, Quinn seemed, at least, withdrawn, which was understandable considering what he had been through. Pulling into the driveway and parking the car, I turned to Quinn and asked "Love, do you need help? Or can you make it by yourself?"

"I can make it, its just my face that hurts."

"Okay hon I'll get the door." I reached into the back, grabbed Quinn's pack and got out of the car, quickly walked to the house and opened the door for Quinn who was moving somewhat more slowly than I. Once inside I suggested Quinn make himself comfortable on the couch, and when I saw he was taking my advice, I took his pack and hospital stuff into the bedroom. Returning to the living room, it looked as if Quinn had dozed off, so I placed an afghan on him, and sat on the side of the cushion, stroking his hair off of his forehead. He reached-up, clasped my hand, and gestured for me to join him in reclining on the couch, so I tucked myself sideways so his was resting on my chest, but in a position where I could still see his face. Unbidden, I wrapped my other arm around him, and found myself holding him tightly, murmuring "Quinn baby, I'm so sorry. I feel that I just keep failing you. We've only been together two days and you've been raped, beaten-up and almost abducted. So much for taking care of you. I'm sure doing a fucked-up job of it."

"Jason, none of this was your fault. Don't let this get to us, please. My mother is the one at fault and now that everyone know's whats going on it will be a lot harder for her to do anything. So can we not talk about this right now? My head hurts and what ever they gave me is making me a little sick to my stomach, which is something else I don't want to talk about there will be plenty of time later."

"Okay love, it's all up to you, but whatever happens, I'll stand behind you. No matter what."

"Jason, stop please?"

"I'm sorry hon. How about this?"

I pulled him tighter against my body, and ever so gently caressed his lips with mine. At the same time I rubbed his back and supported him with one hand as my other hand slid up the front of his shirt to rub circles across his stomach, feeling his hard abs against my palm. Then I slid my hand further up his chest and rubbed small circles around his nipple. Quinn scooted-up a bit, and reaching with one hand, he cupped and squeezed the back of my neck, so naturally I began to caress and gently tweak Quinn's nipple.

"Hmm yes" he mumbled into my lips.

"You like that baby?"

"Mmmmm oh yeah."

I now slid my hand down along his sternum, letting my fingers lead the way, flowing over his stomach and past this belly button, and eventually my fingers brushed against his cock head which was peeking out the top of the waist of his pants. Quinn gasped as I rubbed the moisture at the tip of his cock around his cock head and under his foreskin.

"Hmmmm, oh Jason," Quinn moaned.

"Well, I guess someone needs some attention," I remarked as I maneuvered out from under him, and slid down on my knees so I was kneeling next to the couch. I allowed one hand to tweak his nipples while the other rubbed his cock through his pants. I licked the upper part of his stomach, and then licked my way down to his belly button. His cock head was hovering over his stomach and dripping precum. I kissed the tip and then licked it, cleaning-up all the precum.

"Hmmmmm, more."

"Want more love?"

"Yes."

I could feel Quinn's hands on the top of my head trying to guide me to his cock. I resisted and kissed down both sides, then I kissed the middle of his cock that was sticking out of his pants, using just the barest of pressure to kiss my way back up. Quinn was lifting his hips off the couch and trying to get more sensation over his engorged cock. When I reached the crown I darted my tongue out but only lap up the nectar that had escaped his foreskin. Quinn moaned and wiggled under my attention. I realized I really didn't have much time, but I couldn't help but tease Quinn, he was so completely responsive. I wrapped my lips around his cock head as my hand searched for the snap on his pants. Once the snap was undone, I unzipped him, and allowed his monster cock free, taking more and more of it into my mouth, eventually ending up with about three inches lodged in my throat. As my tongue caressed his cock, he groaned in pleasure.

"Oh, yes, please, more Jason."

I moved up and let his cock escape my lips, quietly saying "Eventually," and I started to tongue and kiss his cock from tip to base. My lips and tongue worked every part of his cock, but without taking him back into my mouth. As I did this, I worked his pants down a bit so now his entire shaft and nuts were free.

"More!" Quinn panted with need. I worked my way back down to his balls and allow my hand to gently move his foreskin back and forth along the length of his shaft, slathering his nuts, but barely moving his foreskin across his cock, teasing him, making him feel every minute sensation so the tension with every second. "Jason please!"

He had a death grip on my head and was trying to force me back on his cock, but I just continued to tongue his nuts, as I gently manually manipulated his foreskin. I took his balls in my other hand, and kissed my way back up, applying only a little more pressure. Lifting his cock, I reached the head, opened my mouth wide, and allowed his cock to slide into my mouth, but still without applying any pressure. He could feel the heat and moisture of my mouth, but no suction, no pressure, not yet.

"Oh gawd!" Quinn's rocked from side to side as he thrust his hips, trying to get me to apply oral pressure, but I didn't allow him the upper hand. Only two or three inches of his cock were lodged in my throat, just enough for him to feel my mouth, but not allowing him into the tightness of my throat.

"Jason, suck me please," he moaned.

I closed my lips around his cock but still without applying any pressure. I was intent on building-up the tension, rather than giving him a quick blowjob. I wanted him to feel every single step of what a blow job could be: the heat, the wetness, the gentle pressure of a man's lips, and, in due course, some suction. Working his nuts with one hand, gently pulling and rubbing them, I moved my mouth down and now he could feel his cock slowly siding down my throat, but I was still not sucking on him. I simply allowed him to thrust a bit more down my throat and work my way up.

"No, more please Jason, more!"

I ignored his pleas and slid off his cock, and, when it was fully free, I pulled back all the way to his crown and slid my tongue under his foreskin. I could feel the slime of his precum and I could taste the sweet tang of it's taste, as well. His cock jerked as I sucked a slight bit harder and I was rewarded with more oozing nectar, so I began a slow decent down on his monster cock, a slow, ever so slow decent. When I had about two inches into my mouth, I sucked on him like a baby on a bottle. I let up and slid another inch, and tighten my lips, but still no sustained suction. Quinn was practically crawling out of his skin to enjoy more pleasure, but I had his nuts in my grip, and was not above controlling him through them. I then applied a bit more suction and slid down another two inches, so that the head of his cock was just hitting the back of my throat. I relaxed my lips, but swallowed and my throat massaged and molded itself around his cock head. Quinn gives a small shudder as his breathing became increasingly ragged and deep.

"Jason, you're fucking killing me! Oh gawd, Jason, more! Jason, suck me please! Jason please?"

He panted and begged for more and I loved the feeling of control I had over him. I could, with the slightest amount of pressure, and just the right time, or in just the right spot, reduce this young man into a begging, quivering wreck, pleading with me for release. I start my way back up, relaxing my lips at the same time.

"Noooo!" Quinn wailed as he tried like hell to thrust back into my mouth, but my hands around his cock only allowed him so much movement. Realizing I had the upper hand, he begged me, saying "Jason, no, please, let me cum, please."

It was time. I firmed my lips around his cock and slid down. No sooner had his cock head hit my throat than I swallowed, moving further and further down his cock. It had been quite a long while since I last did this to a guy, and I had to struggle to prevent myself from gagging. I had about six inches buried down my throat and my eyes were starting to water a bit. I pulled back up and Quinn again cried out but I needed to catch my breath and get my gag reflex under control. I took several deep breaths, and went back to teasing him some more. Even so, I knew we were running out of time, so it made sense to wrap this up soon but I found torturing Quinn to be too much fun.

I slightly tighten my lips around his shaft and continued down, doing my best to keep my throat relaxed, breathing through my nose as I tried to work all of Quinn's shaft into my gullet. When I probably had about eight inches in, I held still sucked hard, bobbing my head back and forth and I could feel Quinn's nuts trying to draw-up. His breathing was a heavy pant and he was thrusting his hips as much as I would allow him, as suddenly Quinn stopped panting and I could feel his nuts contracting for an explosion. I released my hold on them and Quinn automatically drove the last two inches down my throat as he screamed in pleasure, and his ass drove his cock full depth into my mouth.

"OH FUCK OH SHIT!" His ten inches fired hard and fast down my throat giving me his sweet negative juice. After the fourth shot I pulled back and was rewarded with two more shots of hot cum into my mouth. I worked his cock by sucking and bobbing my head up and down to milk as much of his cream as I could get. Once his hips relaxed and his butt was back on the cushion, I released his cock from my mouth and leaned forward to kiss him, pushing some of his own cum into his mouth. We snowballed his cum back and forth with our tongues before I shoved the last of it into his mouth and broke-off the kiss.

Afterwards Quinn looked up at me and remarked "Hmmmmm, still tastes negative to me. You're going to have to fix that." Startled I looked at him and found him meeting my stare, and he continued saying "I hadn't changed my mind. You're going to poz me and I'm going to carry your DNA inside me for the rest of my life."

"If that is what you want baby, I'll be happy to help you out with that," and leaning forward, I kissed Quinn gently on the lips, just as he slid his hand down the front of my pants. At just that moment we both heard a car door slam in the front.

"Opps, later baby. Laura's here. Pull up your pants and I'll go answer the door." With that I give him a final kiss and got up off my knees to let Laura in.

Edited July 5, 2014 by Hotload84

[barefucker]

This is the best story i have ever read. I would even buy it if it were a book. The sex is only a small part of why i love the story, it is well written and really love all of the back story in all of the characters lives.

[Bear4Breeding]

I know I said I was loving this story. But I have to go with some of the others now. This is one incredible story, the writing, the details , as one said the bit of back story already told on some of the characters in it. It is awesome. If hte author doesn't mind I'd like to copy out the sections and then when it is finished re-post them all in sequence one after the other.

Oh and after this last chapter, i am Loving Laura as well.

[SlimNotShady]

Kenywi your writing is brilliant... The story just keeps drawing me in deeper. I am loving Laura. Keep up the amazing writing.

[Guest JizzDumpWI]

i am just now realizing Tim still has a partner with balls!

[abearinsac]

I just love Laura. She's one tough bitch!

[Kenywi]

Quinn

It is amazing how one can hurt like fucking hell yet feel so good at the same time. I felt like someone had thrown me under a convoy of buses, yet at the same time I know that an amazing man I only met only three months before, would care for me and make everything all right. I, who had had no love in my life, now had found family who were focused on looking out for me. Just as Jason said would be the case, Laura and Tim were wonderful. I was fairly sure they knew everything that had been going on, and yet they treated me like a real person. And you know what? It was worth every ounce of pain that I had experienced.

I just get my pants back up and adjusted when Laura let herself in the door and immediately was caught-up in Jason's arms as he picked her up and swung her around and around. She squealed with laughter, as my Jason joined in laughing with her. I hadn't really noticed at the hospital, but upon closer examination, it occurred to me that Laura was an absolutely stunning woman. She looked like one of the actresses from the old movies my mom watched. Actually, I remember a couple of actresses of whom Laura reminded me: sort of like a cross between Grace Kelly and Audrey Hepburn. Very classy with stunning blonde hair that virtually glowed with a natural light. Also, Laura had slender hips, which was a big improvement on my mother, who I had always looked odd about the hips, but I suppose the men who visited her liked her body well enough.

After a few seconds, Jason lowered Laura to her feet, and her long hair settled on both of his shoulders and across his back. A smile on his face, Jason placed her tresses on his own head so they framed his face, asking "So, how do I look as a blonde?"

"Fabulous Daaaaling," Laura responded and the laughter resumed. I was seated on the couch enjoying their antics, thinking it was so nice to see Jason so relaxed. I was learning more about my lover and his, no, our family.

"Okay, Laura, so dare I ask what you said to Tim to change his mind?"

"Let's just say he decided that he preferred his life as it is, rather the prospects of living on the street."

I chuckled thinking Laura was joking, but the mood in the room suddenly darkened, and in looking at Jason and Laura, I knew she had been completely serious, and moreover I could tell the Jason believed her.

"Laura, really? He is your husband and is at least a bit more important then am I, and ....."

Laura stopped him by placing her hand squarely over Jason mouth and quietly saying "Every singe person that I have in my life is important to me. I don't deal with unimportant people, which is why I let Tim run the business. Dealing with all the idiots, well the mortician would be kept busy if I had to deal with them. You are very important to me. For God's sake Jason, you're Stacy's and Isabelle's godfather. Do you think I'd just pick anyone for that?"

"No, and you know how much that means to me."

"I do, and you know how important you are to the girls. I wasn't interested in explaining to them that Tim had become an idiot, and that he told you not to see them any more, so I explained to him he needed to fix this as I would not lose you like that. And to be honest Jason, it really didn't take that much convincing. He still love you - in his own way. You know that."

Suddenly I was very confused, wondering what Laura meant when she said Tim still loved Jason, but in his own way? But before I could dwell on her remarks, the two of them turned to me and Laura said with genuine happiness, "And now I have one more member to add to my family." Her smile was so honest and sincere that I was amazed to consider it was directed at me, but when she walked over and gave me a hug, my confusion passed. She was not one to practice deceit, a point she emphasized when she quietly, but firmly said "Quinn, I want you to know if you ever need anything, and Jason isn't around, you can call on me. Anytime. I'll make sure Jason gives you my contact information."

"Ahhh, thank you very much."

"My pleasure. Now, there's something about which I want to tell you boys, real quick."

"Laura, what did you do?" Jason asked.

"I just took care of a few matters. That's all." Jason's face went a bit pale, and he took a my hand as he sat on the couch next to me. "No, Jason, it's nothing that big, but I will say it came relatively close."

"Okay, just what things did you take care of?"

"I'm getting to that, but first I need to explain a few things to Quinn."

"You're sure you want to? You hardly know him."

"Do you love him, Jas? Is he going to be around for a while?"

"Yes but...."

"BUT HEY! I'm right here guys! Will you please stop talking over my head and tell me what's going on?" I exclaimed.

Laura took the floor, explaining "Quinn, my father was a special business man. When I say special I mean he was part of a family of businessman that felt business should be done in a certain manner."

"You mean he was a member of the Mob?" I asked.

Laura smiled reply, "My Jas, he's a quick one. How ever will you keep up with him?"

"I'll so my best I promise" he answered.

"So as I was saying, my father instilled certain values in me, values I hold dear, the most important of which being family is always first. Jason, as you've heard Quinn, is part of that family, as are you now that your in his life. So I look out for both of you."

"Excuse me, Laura, did you errand have to do with my mother Dina?"

Laura lifted an eyebrow at me, "Very quick, Quinn, and yes, I met with Miss Redmen this afternoon while you were in the hospital. I offered her a chance to start some where else and she accepted my invitation. I sincerely doubt she will never bother you again. Are you okay with that?"

"Well it's kind of a bit late to ask me but actually I'm very ok with that as long as she isn't 6ft under somewhere. As that could prove a problem for Jason if she were to be found."

"Jason this young man is extremely perspective, and to answer your unspoken question no she isn't 6ft under, well let me rephrase that. When I last saw her she was alive but I have two of my boys escorting her to her new home and as long as she doesn't cause any problems she'll be fine."

"Fair enough."

"Jason you made a better choice then I expected of you" and she winks at me.

"Hey now!" which causes me to grin which hurts but its so worth is.

"Ok" I say "so why does all this have to be kept secret from Tim?"

Laura stares at Jason for a sec and then looks at me. "You Mr. Redmen are very perceptive." My husband knows about the business and I, that's not the secret she just would be a bit perturbed to find out that I had enlisted other help to take care of matters."

"HA" Jason says "he'd be upset that you stomped all over his hairline by going over it and not letting him deal with it."

"Yes well that may be but due to all the strings involved in this matter I felt I could more objectively deal with Quinn's mother then Tim would be able to."

The startled look on Jason's face makes me think she's caught him off guard. His next statement confirms my suspicions.

"How did you know about that? Wait maybe we should talk about this later."

"AHEM! OBVIOUSLY this concerns me and I have a right to know. I turn to look at Jason and if I find out you keeping things from me about me we're going to have a problem."

This time is Laura that is caught off guard. "Ooppss, I missed that curve ball, I should have that of that. Ok hon please don't be mad at Jas. He was sworn not to say anything and at the time there was no involvement between you two.."

I hold up my hand "hold on let me rephrase that statement then. If you hide any information about me from this point onward, about me, we will have a problem. Fair enough?"

"Deal" Jason says and looks relieved.

"Ok so is Tim my mom's brother or something?"

"Ah no hon, he's your father."

"WHAT? and your ok with me? He had me with my mother and you don't hate me or something?"

Laura just grins "I don't even hate Tim over it, not even a little. I hate your mother but not for that reason. I just hate her cause she's stupid. I don't deal well with stupid people."

"But you like Jason." and I try to wink at Laura and it just scrunches up my face and hurts but she gets it and just starts laughing as I groan in pain at moving my face like that.

"Ha serves you right you evil child"

Now Laura looks at me and says "Now Quinn are you ok with all this? Its kind of a lot to take in and the last two days have been very hard on you."

"Compared to what has happened the last two days this doesn't bother me at all. It actually doesn't matter other then I don't have to deal with Dina any more. I have Jason and that is what is important to me."

Jason walks around the couch to sit on the back and look down at me. "Its important to me too love."

"Ok one more thing" Laura says.

"Jas, Tim and I will be spending the night here tonight just to give you a heads up."

"OH why's that?"

"So we all have an alibi." and by the look on Laura's face she's not joking.

"Why do we need an alibi?" I ask

"Because like I said earlier no one messes with my family and your family."

"Alrighty then I think that's all I need to know."

"Good man" and she winks at me.

Jason leans down and gives me a kiss, "well lets get a movie ready and I have a great idea for one." The grin on his face makes Laura laugh

"Ok so whose going to hate the movie me or Tim?"

"Both lol"

"Oh what is it"

"Its a Zombie movie."

"Ewwee" Laura says "but Tim will love that."

"Its a Zombie love story."

Laura just starts busting up. "Only you could find a movie like that"

About this time Tim comes though the door laden with Chinese.

Edited July 16, 2014 by Hotload84

[mike43]

this story just keeps getting better thankyou

[Rawdad4sons]

ok next chapter?