I don’t want to lose touch with you,” she said, anguished. “Can we talk sometime before you go back? John said you don’t want to ever meet ......HIM and I understand that, but can we at least talk? Not tonight, though. I don’t want to spoil the mood tonight, but soon?”Jane looked at me to gauge what I thought about that possibility. I nodded slightly. “Barb’s asked me the same thing,” I told her. “Maybe the three of us can sit down and talk. Maybe over coffee or something.”Her eyes lit up at. It was at a Sunday afternoon, yet, I can remember this as if it had been this morning. There were actually many kinds, French, Americans, English, even Mexican, it was a hard decision to make, just too any kids to drug and just one lucky was going to smell my cocaine there in the park. I sat on a comfortable chair looking for three entire hours, cautiously, until it would appear another street boy would come alone to sleep alone, and yes! He was just so cute that I could hardly resist to fuck. I watched as they went at it until the man doing the fucking shot his load. To my surprise they then changed positions and went at it again.I thanked them for the show and got out of the jacuzzi. I was ready for fun of my own now and went hunting for fun in the sauna and the dark places.We found a couch to lie down on. I sat him up and sucked his cock until he was really hard. I then rolled a condom on to his cock and sucked him off until I felt him shoot his load. He then laid down on his. It was too easy.Now was the time for action. I quickly backed out of the bedroom and went to the hall closet where I grabbed four extension cords. I still had her clothes in my arms and I dropped them to the floor and extracted her soiled panties from them.I slipped back into the bedroom, resisting the urge to stop and stare at her tits again. I tied two of the extension cords to the posts of the footboard and the other two to the headboard. I wanted them ready when she woke up.I jumped onto.