“You killed LEO!!!” Marquis growled, his eyes reddened with bloodlust as he continued to tighten his grip- from the look in his eyes, he was not going to stop until he killed Jake-
The crowd gasped as RahRah reeled from the roundhouse slap that Marquette gave him. She stood there, massaging her palm as he grabbed at his cheek. “OWWWW!” he cried out, “Come on, that was almost twenty years ago!!!”
The opening to Leo’s cave tempted Carmen as she leaned against the crop of rock that her arm was chained to, gazing longingly towards it. Of course, she ruefully knew that Jake was just outside the cave mouth, looking all around- for Marquis and the others to show up, or even Leo for that matter.
Melo had fallen asleep on his couch, thinking about Kap, and whether he was okay up in Seattle. A few minutes before he had quietly rubbed himself out a nutt, picturing Kap in various positions around his dick. He wondered whether Necie noticed how much better the sex was lately..
Tyra and Danielle awoke with a start simultaneously. Sitting up, they looked around and immediately realized that something was wrong. “You don’t think Carmen’s still in the back, do you,” Danielle asked with a frown.
Everyone decided to use the sitting room in the North wing since Danny and Ray were in Joe’s den, and no one really wanted to interrupt that conversation. By this time there was sporadic yawning through the group as well, the adrenaline everyone had been feeling during the dramatic will reading and the subsequent mini-hostage crisis finally drained.
Everyone decided to use the sitting room in the North wing since Danny and Ray were in Joe’s den, and no one really wanted to interrupt that conversation. By this time there was sporadic yawning through the group as well, the adrenaline everyone had been feeling during the dramatic will reading and the subsequent mini-hostage crisis finally drained.
“Any second now,” Jake grinned evilly as the cotton swabs in the three vials began to change color befor the crowd’s collective gaze. The tension of waiting made the silence of the room as quiet as a tomb. Instinctively the group leaned in to take a closer look…
The whole crowd, including the group of thuggs, all stared in surprise as Jake glared at the three men standing before him. It was clear that no one expected to hear this.
Jake, dressed to the nines, stood smiling from within the group of black-clad thugs who silently pointed shotguns at the small group of Hill family members and staff.
Marquis sped up to where his father lay in the dusty corridor, skidding to a halt as Rah-Rah got groggily to his feet. He turned back to the door- or what was once a door, now a large slab of metal. Marquis’s eyes grew wide with horror- Grandpa and Uncle Danny are still inside the room...!
Meanwhile, back in the den, the others waited with the lawyers. Regine now sat in Joe’s chair, underneath the portrait of J. Mayson Hill. “How long have they been gone...?” she asked with a frown.
Meanwhile, Joe was taking a drink from a flask; he continued. “I’ve kept so many secrets and lies that I feel like a true government agent, heh heh. But here goes.”
“He watched me shiver under a rotten blanket in a filthy alley, laying next to rats in the winter,” Ray said, eyes filling now with tears. “He watched me go for days… without a real meal. I had to reach through vomit sometimes to try and wipe off a crust of bread that I could convince myself to swallow.
A return to Tommy and Jared, whose BBC experience continues, now having the task of pleasuring the Kong Brothers and their massive poles. Note: this picks up from chapter four thread.
Two days later those from Berkeley who were attending Joe Hill’s funeral services arrived at HT to settle in. Angelina, Carmen, Kap, Marquis and Jake (the latter present at Marquis's insistence, of course) were placed in their usual suites, with the exception of Kap, who used a suite on the first floor which was pre-set for wheelchair bound guests, back when HT was used as a ski lodge.
Joe, apparently, had an answer ready. “I didn’t believe it was you either, because you look perfectly healthy. That’s when I had a blood test done on you, too… it seems that you are what they call a carrier. You’re immune; you can’t get it, but you can still infect someone else.
The double doors swung open and Marquis reappeared. “I spoke to a nurse in the back. The doctors have finished the surgery and one of them will come out to speak to you,” he said to Cheyenne, kneeling down in front of her and taking her hands.
A college freshman gets more than work experience as a housekeeper in a retirement home when he asks an 82 year old resident to teach him all about gay sex.
Deciding that the bad news about Joe made any further study impossible, the group at the library packed up their things and headed out into the night, Marquis opting to walk the girls back to their dorm through the large palm trees spotting across the campus. “It’s just that I want some time by myself to process about Uncle Joe, is all,” he explained as they left the library and started back across the quad. Summer’s scent was still ...
Kap was kneeling halfway under his bed, pulling out dust-bunnies and forgotten socks, searching. He couldn’t imagine where the ruby pendant had gone. He wasn’t the type to lose things… he knew for a fact that he had left it hanging off the pole of his bunk bed.
The rest of the funeral repast went quietly; and when it was all done the guests departed, with Jacqueline kissing Jake heartily on the cheek and wishing him a speedy journey back to school before sweeping from the manor, the paparazzi waiting at the gates. The Hills gave the staff at Crimson Crest the rest of the day off. Danny and Ray also left for their home, Danny promising to write to Marquis at school more often.
The funeral crowd passed by the closed doors to the den where Jake crouched, waiting for the coast to be clear. Yet each time he thought no one else was coming down the hall yet one more person was casually stroll by. After five minutes with no further sounds in the hallway Jake took a deep breath, and slowly opened the door, peeking his head out into the corridor.
Danny and Ray arrived just as the minister had reached the pulpit. They hurried up to the front rows and the other Hills made room and they sat down while the clergyman waited for the crowd to settle down. Once everything was quiet, the minister cleared his throat.
Rah-Rah sat in Marcus’s visitor’s chair, waiting for the man to come back to his room. As luck would have it, when he returned to the asylum last night Marcus was already asleep, and by the time Rah-Rah woke up this morning he discovered that the former NBA star was already on a round of sessions which would take hours to complete.
With a caged cock, a sloppy hole, and his nipples and balls wired to e-stim, a bottom makes more money for a food bank, and in the early morning light two cops surprise him and add to the mix.
Lamar stood at the balcony of the suite he shared with Malik, sipping on a fruit smoothie as he stared out at the beautiful Seattle mountain vista. Living in a ski lodge-turned-mansion halfway up a mountain top in view of the Rockies Mountains surely brought in some spectacular viewpoints, but Lamar secretly felt that the view from his and Malik’s bed was the best view in the whole manor. I wonder how much longer I’ve got to be able to ...
The night continues at a waxing event at a leather bar followed by sex with anonymous truckers. And the question is asked, "Am I a whore if it's for charity?"