Midnight grunted. He puffed on cigar. Its smoked whirled around him as if it were telling secrets. He poured Harry another drink before sipping from his. "Anansi the spider picked delicious yams from his garden, baked them, and sat down to a delicious lunch. Turtle knocked and asked if he could join Anansi because the yams smelled delicious. Custom dictated that Anansi could not say no, so he invited Turtle in for the meal. However, Anansi said the Turtle could not eat for his hands were dirty, so the Turtle went down to the river and washed his hands. Returning, Anansi pointed out with a mouth full of yams that the Turtle's hands were dirty again having walked back from the river. The Turtle went back and washed them again, careful to walk in the grass back. But by the time he returned, the yams were gone. Turtle thanked Anansi for the meal and invited him to his home at any time.
"At dinnertime, Anansi found Turtle sunning himself on the banks. Turtle invited him to dinner and dove beneath the river's current. Anansi jumped into the river, but was to light to swim to the bottom. As he jumped and dove to try to reach the bottom, Turtle began to dine. Not about to lose a free meal, Anansi put stones and rocks in his jack pockets. He jumped in and sank. Turtle had laid out a beautiful meal. Anansi's mouth watered. But before he could eat his first morsel, Turtle pointed out that jackets were not allowed at the dinner table. Anansi removed his jacket and floated to the river's surface."
Midnight exhaled and finished his drink. "That is how I became friends with John."
With each sound John made, Pam sucked harder. Her lips tightened and she opened her throat to take all him in. He was warm and tasted delicious. The smell of his blood only added to her excitement as she groaned. Once again, she raked her teeth over his cock. Pam loved nothing more than a human she could hurt.