Joe knew he liked to watch and the kid liked to be the center of attention. But it had taken some fast talking to convince him his boy was ready for it. The little shit actually said he wanted to see Joe’s needs taken care of not just his own. What the hell could Joe say to that?
So here they were, expanding their repertoire, reenacting a “scene” from that damn porno Steve’s boy had watched with his boy. Kid had laughed his damn fool head off over that. Joe could feel the corner of his mouth curling in a mockingly indulgent smile.