Chapter Thirty-Six
“I got him, Rhonda. Haven’t jerked a boy off in ages... but it’s for the team,” Linda lifting her beer bottle and clinking it with Rhonda’s.
Another clandestine meeting at Harry’s, Rhonda laughs, joining in the merriment.
“And it’s telling, when I asked him how his mother back in Colombia would react... learning in the newspapers that her notorious son is a maricon... that’s when he ejaculated. Shot quite a load into his prison issue undies. Later, I’m sure he had to sit with his lawyers then listen to the judge while sensing his own slime. I told him next time I’d have a boy lick him clean. He did not say a word about that. It just seemed to add to his fantasy.”
“So he learned a few things.... that you’re not the prim and proper Deputy Marshal envisioned... and tha
