B Grade
It all started when I got this report from that fancy school Julia sends my kid Rico to, like he suddenly gets a B for English of all things, and there’s some dumb comment that if he did his homework then he might get an A. Porn sex She pulled it on, “Outside in the car,” I ordered, “In the back on the floor.”
She climbed in back, got down on the floor and I said, “I’ll have that coat to stop it getting crumpled.” I clicked the safety off of the gun and she understood. “Yeah it’s pretty,” I paused lost for words. “Then make him work,” she said, “He’s a bright guy, just lazy, that’s all, anyway B isn’t a bad grade, what if I gave him an E.”
“What the hell is an “E” I asked. It put me off women for life. “I dreamed of sunsets like that when I came here but we never see anything like that from the Canyon,” she said conversationally just like I hadn’t got my tool most of the way up her twat. “I, ah,” she said. half million, million.”
“Oh no!” she gasped, “Fifty thousand spread over two years would be ideal.”
“Hell that won’t keep you in shoes!” I told her, “OK a grand a week retainer and then you send for whatever you need.”
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