Maybe he was hungry. I hoped he was hungry. I only ever cooked to see him eat. Jesus. Jesus. It wasn’t worth it. None of it was going to be worth it... Maybe he’d still hate me. Maybe he didn’t want to play my stupid, pathetic, messed-up games.I knew each sound he made. The door shutting. The bolt across. The key scraping. The clink into the bowl. The drop of his shoes. His coat brushing against the wall as he hung it up. There was a pause. He could smell the candles. I heard him think. I swear I. I took that time to head off to my old room and grab our goodie bag. Trish would not soon forget this night.I had sent Lee downstairs to make some snacks for this afternoon. We would go out for a late dinner after we spent the late afternoon and early evening entertaining Trish. Suzie and I worked on attaching straps to the bed putting all of the other toys in easy grasp. We had about forty minutes to wait until Trish was schedule to be home.I brought some things down with us and then sat on. ”The boys looked at each other, each of them had started to get hard thinking about wanking each other off again, they were undecided. The man stood up, he had a big bulge in his swimming shorts and he said “Well I am going to the sauna I’ll leave the rest up to you.” He stepped out of the Jacuzzi and walked to the Men’s changing room. In this club the sauna was not mixed there were individual ones in each changing room this allowed the users of the sauna to be naked if they wished.After the. I’ma 38 year-old guy who has played a lot of differentsports all my life, and was used to being in shape, buta knee injury had stopped me participating and I’d gotout of condition; too much beer and no exercise to burnit off with. I wasn’t fat as such, but I startedfeeling sluggish, so when the knee healed up after aminor operation I decided to get fit again.It was a fairly small gym situated upstairs in acommunity centre. Many of the people who worked outthere were also.