“Your rod is so fuckin’ gorgeous, Rod.” I paused, then continued, "I want to suggest an arrangement between us. Okay?”“What arrangement do ...ou have in mind?”“Well, for starters, I want you to be my boyfriend.”“I would love that, Tina. What else?”“As my boyfriend, you would be required to fuck me at least twice a day, every day – and more on days when I need more.”“Done.” He smiled. “Can I start on that second fuck of today right now?”I grabbed his hard cock in both hands and I greedily stuffed. When I say I bribed Jack to let us rehearse, his price had been to watch us. I must say I thought it was louche, a straight guy wanting to see two gay boys dancing about in drag. But then Jack was louche. Fifty, a little under six foot and lean as a greyhound, with a mane of greying hair like an aging rock star, he gave the impression that he had done (and probably still did) a lot of sex, booze and d**gs. Guys like him are always pansexual, I thought. Surely he couldn't be offended?Anyway - as. And, it’s not the kid’s product. But Devon did do the research that found out about it,” said Owen.“Yes, and in the doing saved my ass from petrifying,” I said. We all laughed.“Well, Abigail saw the car and knew you had a guest. We’d like to have the two of you up for lunch. Would that be good for you?” he said.I looked over at Lana and she shrugged.“Okay, sure,” I said. “Noon?”“That would be good,” he said. Well, it was 10:30 a.m.I need to clarify here that Abigail and I had not made up;. " HEY, EDDIE, COME HERE, IFEN YA PLEASE! ... Billy, Eddie, y'all spread the word that we may git a visit by rustlers in 'bout half an hour, though it may take longer than that. Billy, ya take the left side of the herd, and Eddie, ya take the right. Make sure every man gits the word. Now, go!"Jase told Old Charley and his helper so that they would not be caught by surprise, so everybody was ready when the rustlers did arrive. They must have been new at the sport, because they came in shooting.