They had since relocated to Somerset to be nearer to her family. Sue was the middle of three sisters, S****a and S**** being the other two. All three ...irls and a couple of other guys as well as myself were invited along to a Robbie Williams tribute act, i wasn't sure about the entertainment but it sounded like a good excuse for a few drinks and to let my hair down, (not that i had much). We met up at Sue's place and shared a couple of taxis over to the pub with the understanding that I could. .. no, please stop... let me go..." I can see that I am going to have to help you out." I rise up on my knees, towering over you, and peel my shirt off. You watch me. Muscles ripple across my chest, shoulders and tattooed arms as I pull the thick leather belt from around my waist. I crack the belt in the air.I'll do it, I'll do it!" You cry, but it is too late. I jump off the side of the bed and half roll you over, half toss you onto your front. Instinctively you cover your ass with your hands,. One might say that I am an alcoholic. One might say I am just a fuckin’ drunk. I see myself as somewhere between a Wild Turkey and Four Roses; stuck between jobs, reality, and pipe dreams. Knowing my own strengths and weaknesses of opium. At times drifting into the underworld of prostitution's seediness.At the moment, I was on a retainer to find Sadie, a Schnauzer with an attitude, which was missing from my landlord's menagerie. The little fucker was an ankle biter and I had a pair of argyles. Tom looked into my eyes as he unfassened my belt. My skin felt tingly as his hands pushed against my stomach while unbuttoning my pants. I held on to him as he pulled my pants down and off. My dick was pushing my underwear out as he ran his hands up my legs. My sides quivered as he slid his fingers behind the waistband of my underwear. Stepping out of them, I stood completely naked in front of him. This time I didn't feel embarrassed, I wanted to feel his hands on me. Tom cupped my balls and.