Chewy looked to me to be a long time street punk. He was dressed in khaki slacks, a tad too long, black belt, long sleeved checkered flannel shirt, no... tucked in and unbuttoned except for the upper top most button, clean white wife-beater sleeveless tee-shirt, tucked in, and black well polished shoes.I decided it best to try and cover, "Hey ... ah yeah Chewy ... what's up?" What's up? Fuck man are you estupido sacudido or what?" Chewy answered, "Eddy's been asking all the fuck around about you. Funny how things change, Sue thought, before meeting Tim Sue never left her house without underwear. Now, Sue rarely wore a bra or panties outside of work.Light traffic got Sue to the airport quickly. Getting through the airport was a breeze. Sue's flight was uneventful, not even one screaming, seat kicking brat to contend with. Tim was waiting for her just outside of the loading gate. As soon as she saw him, Sue jumped into Tim's arms. The pair kisses passionately, tongues probing each other's. Bill squeezed my leg and said its too dark for anyone to see you. Sitting back down, Bill asked, can I touch it. Unable to think at the moment I said, I, I guess. He ran his hand over my dick before wrapping his fingers around it. Mmm, he moaned softly. It feels good. His hand was soft and cool. It felt good as he moved his hand up and down slowly. Leaning over he whispered, take off your shirt. Without thinking I pulled my shirt off. Using his other hand, Bill rubbed my chest, then circled. . and ain't it perfectly grand!!I follow this by a breakfast of whatever happens to appeal to me at the moment, be it something cooked like bacon and eggs, or something flung out of the toaster, or just a piece of fruit. Then a nice, slow shower, before ambling off into a day of planed events... or suprises! Being a bachelor again after all those years of stress and chaos sure had it's compensations; even it it did usually mean occaisionally beating off in the shower with just my memories!This.