Graston was a regular bingo player. He struggled to hide the surprise in his voice. Mrs. Graston could be quite inquisitive. She was also was bold. �...Not this time. I see you have a young lady with you. What is her name?” Mrs. Graston asked. “Her name is Clara. We met last week at work,” Lee answered with a nervous voice trying to keep the conversation short. “You'd better see that you don’t keep her waiting, young man,” she said with a smile, then turned and walked to her house. Lee quickly. He kissed her gently before tugging on her hand leading her to the bathroom. He slid the door shut behind them, he pulled his shirt over his head and dropped it on the floor and turned her around to face him. He brushed a hand across her cheek and said, ‘I love you Clara, I’ll take care of you.’ He pulled at her shirt and pushed it up as she raised her arms pulling over her head. He kissed her again before lifting his feet up and pulled off his shoes and socks and stripped off his pants and. ? He sneered,but soon was hauling his rucksack up the stairs to the chintzy room we'd beengiven.? The manager had given us the mostout of the way room possible, not liking fags much (his words), but that suitedme fine. Upstairs Cody took a long shower, comingout steaming, his muscles rippling with only a white towel separating hisobscenely handsome body from me.? I'dcracked open a Coke from the mini-bar, certain he'd follow suit with the booze,which he did.? He told me he was on hisway to. " Dungeon?" Oh not a real one, that's what we call the basement. We expanded last year into clothing and specialty items. They are down here in the basement. We used half our storage space the just the leatherwear. It's really cool. Maybe I’ll take you on a tour later. Oh no, that party."“You mentioned the party before? What’s going on?”“We have a bunch of ladies coming in for a bachelorette party. When we know they are planning to get real wild, we use part of our basement to give them some.