. and I hear sounds. By now, my will power with regard to listening through the wall is fucking zero. I press my ear to the wall. There are three voic...s. I close my eyes and strain at translating the sounds I hear into an image. There are two bodies on Emmie's bed, and the bed is softly, rhythmically rocking. Theresa's voice is emitting little plaintive moans of intense pleasure, Emmie's voice is in a slightly higher register:"God, Thomas, that's so awesome! Can I touch it? I want to touch it. He looked at the dark organ, twitching and weeping, resting on Ayn’s lower belly. He bent to lick the precum.“Fuck, Xav,” Ayn grabbed at his hair. “Have I ever told you how much I love your blowjobs?”“Countless times.”“Then I’ll tell you once again. You’re the best cocksucker who’s ever lived.”“I suppose I should take it as a compliment.”“Hey, keeping that position may be tricky. Less talking, more sucking.”Xavier didn’t have to be told twice. In one fell swoop, he engulfed Ayn’s hard cock into. I did enjoy seeing Europe for the first time in my life and that alone was worth my time, and the primary reason that I agreed to do the tour. At the end, there was a vague offer to stay with their organization for awhile and maybe help add redubs onto their next studio album, but I gracefully declined and they didn't press the offer.Home once again, I found that DROoL had finished their 2nd CD, actually technically their first commercial CD to receive national and worldwide distribution under. It's a new slate on the wall, a new world coming. Even the sheriff said that every government but a few isolated ones have fallen. The government here in the US is being run by the military and they've divided the country up in to enclaves to help as many people as possible. I don't see an election coming soon, so we have to survive until the government is up and running..." But that could take years, we need to do something now," she said interrupting me."And we will, but until Victor.