It was like they did not want me to know about what they weretalking about.Anyway we all called it a night around midnight. In the taxi, I toldDana I ...ould call him tomorrow to tell him how the second run asTinkerbell went. He blushed a little, for he thought that the drivercould hear us. I did not care if the driver could. Dana thanked meagain for doing this, and wanted me to know it was hard to explain tome why it meant so much to him to be Peter Pan. He will share why oneday.I could tell it. What would you like me to do?”He blinked a couple of times. “I believe you mentioned coffee.”I turned my head. “James, would you please go get several gallons of coffee? Oh, just a second.” I turned back to Edgar. “I normally prefer mine black. Would you care for cream or sugar?”It was frightening to watch him roll backwards in laughter. After several moments, he returned to his seated position. “I like you! Black is fine.”“Black coffee, James. See if they have a few pounds of cake or cookies. Alot of make up, too. That's how Rick liked me. I looked pretty damn hot I thought if I should say so myself!The guys found a poker game in full swing when we entered with a bunch of big shots and a huge fat man sitting their with a cowboy hat, bolo tie and a fringed suede jacket. The guy was puffing on a cigar and was kind of loud and laughing alot. He had a big chubby bleached blonde bimbo standing behind him. She was dressed cheaply, not sexy like me, just cheaply but I'm sure she thought. Joy smiled as Rob pulled off his last piece of clothing. " Now step in front of me." Rob did what he was ordered. He looked down as she took a hold of his hard cock. She slipped her mouth around the shaft. She took it deep into her mouth. Rob moaned.Joy's mouth went up and down his entire length. She pulled free for a second. " You are ready. Lie down on the bed." Rob again followed her orders. He lied down flat on the bed with his cock standing up like a flagpole.Joy crawled on the bed and.