Tranquility Part 3 Over His Knee
We got into his car and took the drive back to his house. “Are you hungry?” he asked. “Yes, very, but I don’t have any money,” I confessed. “Don’t worry, I got this one,” he said with a smile. We went to the drive through and ordered hamburgers and sodas. As soon as we got to his place, he locked up his gun. We immediately tore into the food, which we finished in about ten minutes at most. “Nice place you have here,” I said, trying to be polite. I lied. The place was drab at best. It was...