But judging by their smiles no one seemed to mind.We ordered drinks when we finally were able to grab a waitress. I had to show her my fake I.D. but i... was just a formality. She didn't really care. She was just covering her ass. She accepted it without question. Jim remained at our table. As soon as the waitress left to get our drinks, Lucas pulled me to my feet and said, "Don't adjust your dress until we return to our seats."The order didn't surprise me, though it did give me pause. This. I jerked my cock, stroking, stroking, stroking as I stared at her open mouth, tongue out. She stared up at me, I was breathing heavily and I let out a loud moan as I jerked my cock hard, the first spurt off jizz shot out with force into her mouth, then a second spurt, I continued jerking quickly as a third shot of semen landed on her tongue. The fourth hit her lips and cheek, I stroked rapidly as the fifth spurt hit her tongue. It was not coming out with as much force now, but I was surprised. Amen!I can’t really argue. Get yourself into the prison system and you become a faceless dollar sign for the sick fucks running the joint.More silence.Then a question.“Fuck me in the ass?”My dick twitches, processing the words faster than my brain.“What?”“Fuck me in the ass.” She gives me a hard look, trails a creamy finger down her puffy pussy to tease her other hole.Something in the way she says it stops me cold. She’s giving up. Burying another piece of her past like Dee. That’s the ghetto. When 3 PM came around, we all changed to plastic cups and walked the quarter-mile to the stadium. I stopped and asked Marshal if he wanted to sit with John and Kurt. I told him that I would be willing to sit with his wife, Kim, or Beth.Marshal said, "Britt, if you would do that I would be very grateful."I saw John and Kurt nodding. I said, "So ladies, who is willing to bite the bullet and be my date for the game?"Beth said, "Pick me; pick me."Kim said, "I want a chance to get to know him.