Small, simply furnished, just a couch, television, bed, and dresser. Her clothes were in a pile on the floor with her thong lying on the top. I lifted...it to my nose and inhaled the scent of her pussy. Maybe a crude thing to do, but it was exhilarating.I was not sure what she was doing in the bathroom for so long, only able to hear her pee and rustle around. I had just barely sat back down when the door opened and she appeared, looking much more awake. Sitting on the couch with me, we chatted a. I mean, I could get a lot of money.” I thought out loud.She dropped her hands and pleaded, “Please don’t; they’ll fire me and then bring a law suit against me.”I raised my eye brows at that and remembered her kicking me in front of the joint. “What would you do if you were me?” I asked, looking at her intently.“I don’t know!” she snapped, looking away from me.I had the impression that she would sue their asses off. But before I could say anything, she turned back to me.“I’d make sure I was. It’s a great movie, and when Billy Bob Thorton’s character got whacked with the “sling blade,” I cheered. I would highly recommend it.It was late when we finished with both movies, but I was feeling much better, and I told them so. They kissed me, and we all headed to our own beds. I fell asleep almost as soon as my head hit my pillow. I slept deeply. The next morning, I recalled having a dream where I was wearing a new neon pink racing suit with matching helmet and boots, while I was riding a. .. Unless he let me fuck his girl friend a couple of times a day. And I didn't think that was going to happen... Not that I didn't think I couldn't fuck her. I was pretty sure I could. She was a real flirt.Anyway, we were having a "going away" party... Although neither of us is moving very far away. My son was talking with a group of people. Three were friends of mine... In their fifties, married for many years. There were a couple of young people, too. Anyway, he and one of the old guys were.