"Yeah, isn't that something straight guys say?" asked Carlos"I don't think so," I answered curtlyWe sat bathed by the light of our TV while competing ...n the most intensesession of Mario Kart in recorded history. Seriously, it was the stuff oflegend. As I crossed the finish line to tie our competitive game, Carlosthrew down a challenge."Next game, if I win, you come with me to the Manor." But that's a gay club," I responded, "not that I have any issue goingwith you to a gay club but not sure. I was too lost to think of how unprofessional it was. I just wanted some cock.I was quickly satisfied as something long and hard slid into my wetness. I closed my eyes and focused on the orgasm I knew was coming. His insistent thrusts, each one, sent tingles up my spine until finally fireworks went off throughout my body."Oh fuck babe," the man yelled. His cock rammed into me, much harder than before. I felt a gooey warmth fill my body.When I returned to the office my boss was delighted to see. "Madame de Saint-Meran, whom I once saw, was short, of slender form, and of a much more nervous than sanguine temperament; grief could hardly produce apoplexy in such a constitution as that of Madame de Saint-Meran." At any rate," said Albert, "whatever disease or doctor may have killed her, M. de Villefort, or rather, Mademoiselle Valentine, --or, still rather, our friend Franz, inherits a magnificent fortune, amounting, I believe, to 80,000 livres per annum." And this fortune will be doubled. So we watched some TV, while waiting for the food and wine, chatted, etc. We sat on the same bed queen bed together, Tonya laying in the center, while Valerie was on the end and I was on the side. I kept trying to turn the conversation erotic, I kept trying to touch, but it just doesn’t seem to go the way I wanted, but I was still cool. The food & wine arrived and Tonya and I ate and started drinking, but Valerie, didn’t seem to want any of anything. Maybe it was the idea, that if she didn’t do.