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Tommy.”
    “I’m going to fuck the shit out of you,” he whispered, spreading her legs open as he mounted behind her. She hadn’t completely awakened, but then again, he didn’t need her to. She gave him what he wanted, never saying no, even when she wasn’t in the mood. Luckily that was never.
    “Ohh, Tommy, fuck me, fuck me harder,” she said as he stroked her, now on his feet, banging her out doggie style. That’s how she got it, every morning. He squeezed her hips, squeezing his hands into her hip bones, thrusting in and out of her, moving her the way he wanted. He pulled his dick out, quickly reinserting it into her ass, fucking her like a virtual reality doll.
    “Tommy, please, Tommy,” she said as he came inside her before collapsing on top of her.
    A Channel 10 news reporter was standing outside the Catholic church, reporting the finding of another abandoned baby.
    “Oh jeez…you got to be kidding me,” said Vivian as she rolled over in Tommy’s bed.
    “What,” asked Tommy, his heart pounding, wondering if she knew he had snuck out in the middle of the night.
    “Another baby. I just got handed that bank robbery case and the abandoned church baby case yesterday,” she said, sitting up and watching as the news reporter interviewed Sister Catherine, the nun who had discovered the baby early this morning.
    Tommy’s heart dropped when he heard her mention the bank robbery case. He turned his head and looked at her watching the news. Nah, nothing, don’t even mention it.
    Tommy picked the remote off the nightstand, breathing a deep sigh as he sat down on the edge of his bed. Vivian reached over and began rubbing his back. The Channel 10 news crew flashed and was now in front of City Hall. Today would be the start of a very long and very newsworthy day. Not only did the city of Philadelphia have a string of babies being abandoned all over town, the Somerset murder case had now taken a completely new turn.
    “It now appears that in as little as twenty-four hours Bernard Guess, who had been pinned as a vicious murderer and was facing life in prison, is now looking more and more like an innocent victim who needs to be rescued from persecution. Closing arguments in this case are scheduled to begin at nine this morning. Who knows, the city might have a verdict as early as this afternoon or this evening, Renee. Don’t worry, I’ll keep you posted. This is Bob Daskins reporting live for Channel 10 news.”
    “Get the fuck outta here!” said Tommy, throwing the remote at the television.
    “Tommy, what the hell? You’re going to break the television,” said Vivian, looking at the remote control he had just thrown lying on the floor. “Nice,” she said, shaking her head in dismay.
    “Shut up, Viv,” said Tommy before he picked up the battery back of the remote and two batteries and laid them on the dresser, ignoring her as he went back to the bathroom.
    “They’re gonna let this fucking guy off, Viv! I can’t believe this shit. Why the fuck do I even waste my time chasing down these fucking scumbag criminals if they’re just going to let them go, scot-free. You gotta be kidding me. Fuck me!”
    “Yeah, see, we don’t have those kinds of problems where I work,” she joked, her reference to working for the FBI completely ignored. “If we come for you, you’re going to prison, usually for a long, long, time in what we call penitentiaries.”
    “Closing arguments my ass, I gotta get down to the courthouse.”
      
    Beverly awoke to the sound of the phone ringing. She reached over a pillow, patted the top of the nightstand, and fumbled with the receiver before picking up the phone.
    “Hello,” she whispered. It was a friend of the family calling about a party she was invited to.
    Beverly wrote down the woman’s number, promising to call her back, before disconnecting the call.
    She peeled back the bed covers, exposing the naked ass of her boyfriend, Tyrone.
    “Come on, now, it’s cold,” he