Michael Malone - Weebly

Hawk's up at the station, huh? Maybe he already took
care of this guy. But if we had any kind of decent
system in this country, guys like Henry wouldn't come
waltzing out of jail ten minutes after they went in. Hey,
nice." He nodded with solemn appreciation. The
furniture was more impressive than he had made it in his
fantasies. He began to walk around, picking up objects,
sliding his hand along the cool, slick ceramic of the cone
fireplace, pushing his fingers into the stiff, soft brown
velveteen of all the sofa chairs and ottomans that fit
together in what the ads called a living module.
"Nice. Never had a chance to see your place
before. Yeah, it looks nice. Doesn't look this big from
the outside. I've ridden by here lots of times, stopped
by just to take a look at your place, you know that?"
Barnum reached down between his legs and tugged
at his pants.
He noticed her eyes followed his hand down. So
she knew she had gotten him hard, and maybe she
would make it happen. Even now he could not tell what
he intended to do. In his thoughts was the chance that
she might just say, "Let me get you a cup of coffee, why