“No plan of action survives the first bullet,” he said.They stopped.“Murphy’s Law,” they said.“You should get dressed,” he said. “I ma... be old but I am a man.”“I should get dressed,” she said, suddenly naked.“We have a great deal to do,” they said.“This time, we throw money at it,” they said.The lights went on at The Spur. The sign in the door glass turned from Closed to OPEN. They were the first. At the L shaped counter, the farthest north pair of seats exist alone. The next stool is missing.. As I lay there holding my sleeping girlfriend, I wondered what she’d be brave enough to do to me. Given how she felt about a finger in her own ass, it was doubtful she’d try to probe my prostate the way her mother had done the week before, but I didn’t think she’d refuse to lick me. We’d just have to see. Katie started to stir after about twenty minutes, but realizing she was in my arms under the covers, that only meant she sighed happily and snuggled even closer to me, wiggling her warm butt. Squirting a glob of lube in my hand I coated my latex cock and applied the rest to the sexy ass in front of me. Before he even knew what happened I pushed him over the arm of the couch face down and began rubbing the head of my cock along the crack of his ass. I leaned over him grabbing the silk cord tying his wrists pulling him back and whispered in his ear “Tell me how bad you want me to fuck you’re sexy ass my little bitch?” He gasped and said “Oh god bad, I want it so bad, please fuck me. Rose, the kindest of friends, I should get going, if not for my own sake I should do it for her. And Sean. And the rest of the people I loved. Had I ever told them I loved them? Or showed them? Just getting up was a true accomplishment, every one of my movements were slow and it seemed as if I was stuck in maple syrup, a taste- and colorless type with a strange sour smell to it. Or, come to think of it, the smell was coming from me. It was the sickening smell of someone who had spent too many.