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December 25th, 2007

Whore In A Hoody [Dec. 25th, 2007|01:18 am]

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Title: Hustler!Justin XXXVI (Whore in a Hoody)
Author: Vamphile
Condom(s): All 9 to Justin


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Hustler Justin XXXVI
Whore In A Hoody




Once Gus is asleep I gently transfer him to his carrier and buckle him up. We’re going for a drive. Justin didn’t sound “fine”. I don’t speed, I don’t smoke and Gus doesn’t wake up. I ring the bell and shift Gus to my other hand. He looks confused when I open the door. “What are you doing here?”

“Gus was bored.”

Gus is sucking on his pacifier, his eyes still closed. “He looks perfectly content.”

I move to come in. “You don’t.”

He shakes his head. “Brian, get him out of here.”

“Are you with a client right now?”

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Whore In A Hoody [Dec. 25th, 2007|07:31 pm]

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Title: Hustler!Justin XXXVII (Whore in a Hoody)
Author: Vamphile
Condom(s): 12 to Justin 3 to Brian


|Hustler!Justin | II | III | IV| V | VI | VII | VIII | IX | X | XI | XII | XIII | XIV | XV | XVI | XVII | XVIII | XIX | XX | XXI | XXII | XXIII | XXIV | XXV | XXVI | XXVII | XXVIII | XXIX | XXX | XXXI | XXXII | XXXIII | XXXIV | XXXV | XXXVI |





Hustler Justin XXXVII
Whore In A Hoody




He leaves me with Gus while he warms up a bottle. There’s no denying he’s Brian’s son. I move him in my arms 'til he’s more comfortable and then sit back, watching Brian and trying not to think too much about Molly. It’s not that I miss her, she was four when I left, just a baby still, but I do wonder about her. Brian comes back with the bottle and hands it to me. Gus takes it contentedly.

“I did this a lot for my sister. When my mom was sick and my dad was with her.”

“I figured”
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