I've always thought "L A Freeway" was one of the best songs Jerry Jeff Walker ever wrote. I know it was no "Mr Bojangles" but still, I really liked it... I don't know why it never caught on so big. Hell, I even liked to sing it, but damned if it didn't make me think of the time I saw him talking to Charlie Dunn in Capital Saddlery and that got me thinkin' of good times in Austin again which led me to think of Nancy, an exotically cute, big tittied, dishwater blonde waitress at the Spoke. The. I could see the puzzled look on his face and almost broke out laughing but held it back somehow. He finally guessed Mathew. Since Marty got it wrong, he had to give me a blow job. I sit back on the couch and Marty on his knees starts sucking my cock. That felt so good, he’s really becoming a talented little sissy. The guys are starting to get turned on seeing sissy Marty all dolled up, his lipstick lips sucking me off with my cock sticking out from my lingerie. They’re rubbing and stroking. Dave was enthused at the prospect of fucking Cindy, though he understood that we’d have to create the appropriate circumstances to get Cindy in the right mood. The atmosphere was light and Dave continued to charm Cindy through dinner and later when we lounged around the living room with after dinner drinks. Throughout the meal and afterwards, the liquor was carefully dispensed. I delicately reduced the amount that I gave Dave and myself while Cindy’s almost imperceptivity increased. . I still am not sure if it was the contrast, or the challenge of finding that inner light and making it shine. Twice, she had dumped me, and twice, I had taken her back. She had just called to ditch me again. That made it three times dumped.The previous times, I just sat around the house in a state of depression. I just could not understand how she could treat me like this, and I knew the guy she left me for was every bit as cold as she.This time I decided I'd go drown my sorrows as the local.