" "Mmmm." "Mmmm. Interesting." Joe relaxed and savored the tingling feeling that covered his body. It was almost as if his skin was alive. He wondered if he would get a chance to masturbate this morning. His cock and nipples stiffened in anticipation. Meanwhile ... Back in New York. Joe Watson's son, Robert, confronted his newly appointed guardian, Gloria Watson. "I don't care what the court says, my father wanted you out of his life. Just because he never changed his will doesn't give you the right to take over my life." "Now Bob, that's no way to talk. It seems to me he didn't want you cluttering up his life either. I understand that, except for your support money and a birthday card once a year, you never saw or heard from him. Let's put the past behind us and work through these hard times together." "Fuck you! Just wait till I get control of my money. I'll see to it that you're finished in this town." "Fine Bob. If that's how you want it ... " CHAPTER 12 Joe awoke from a tortured dream, only to find his reality just as severe. |