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sharp determined motions, feeling his rough fingers charge
their way into the soft pliant areas that yielded so completely to him.  Victor
sensed the juiced running out of her and trailing down his wrist as he
continued pressing down into her silky erogenous zone.  Olivia jolted her hips
as Victor covered her entire clit with his mouth and began sucking down hard
onto her, still prodding her with his tongue.  She squealed, clenched and
jerked her body with one last hike of her pelvis before Victor felt the sharp
jab of her close around his fingers and the involuntary tremors rippling
through the smooth walls of her channel.  Her hips hung in the air as the
orgasm ran its course though her system.  With a satisfied groan, she let her
lower half fall down in a heap and relaxed. An electric hum of contented
gratification ran through her for a few lingering blissful minutes.
     
         “That
was awesome,” she said simply.
         “Good,”
Victor replied.  “I hope that keeps you smug as a bug for now.  But we better
leave before someone realizes this guy isn’t answering his calls and comes over
to check on him.  This guy uses big, therefore he probably deals big.  Someone
will be asking around for him sooner rather than later.  Let’s pick up and pull
out.  I’ll buy lunch.  How about Esmerelda’s?”
         Olivia
thought of the upscale Mexican place he mentioned.  Sure, quesadillas by
candlelight sounded romantic enough. 
         “Oooh,
it’s a date,” she laughed.
     

Terry Hawkins
        
         “That’s
my brother there.”
         She
stared into the screen.  In it were two men, sitting at what looked like an
outdoor patio, with a pitcher and a couple of pints in front of them.  They
were in sunglasses, embracing each other and smiling in a semi-hug around the
shoulders.  “I can’t believe I haven’t seen what he looks like until now.  You
both look so happy.  I see a lot of love in this pic.”
     
         Victor
and Olivia were in the van, waiting for their latest mark.  They woke up early,
before five in the morning, to drive to the next address.  Hot coffee sat
steaming between them as they watched for their next hit.  Victor knew he
needed to be alert and quick at the ready for this service call.  So to
distract his girlfriend from her seemingly endless epinephrine induced libido,
he pulled out his phone to show her some highlights from his misspent youth.
     
         “Yeah,
Troy was the best of my family.  We took care of each other growing up.  Life
can be real shitty at times.”
         Olivia
replied softly, empathically, “What happened to you?  When you were kids?”
         “Well,
my dad liked the bottle.  More than his family, anyway.  And when he was really
in it, you had to get out of the way.  He got angry.  And my mom, well….”
         Victor
paused, gathering momentum to continue.  Olivia knew he was having a hard time
recalling the painful memories of his past.  She waited for him to go on.
         His
voice hardened with anger.  “My mom one day had enough.  She ran out one day
with someone else, leaving the both of us with this fucker of a father.  And I
never saw her since.”
         Olivia
placed a comforting hand on his shoulder.  Rubbing it into him as a show of
sympathy and support. 
     
         Victor’s
attitude suddenly softened as he told her the rest.  “They found my dad a few
weeks later.  Alcohol poisoning, obviously.  He couldn’t hack raising two
teenage boys that were just as angry as him by himself.  Rick took over for a
while.  Took us in when we didn’t have anywhere else to go.”
         Victor
scrolled through several pictures of himself with his brother and Rick.  On
their bikes, at a football game, drinking together.  One new happy family.
     
         She
smiled as she scanned through pictures of his past.  As a teen, he looked so young,
but mostly with a grave