She will always end up unconscious — that last orgasm is beyond belief — but often, you will too. When the two of you recover, you’ll stagger ou... of bed to start the day, wondering what happened to your poor balls. You’ll be drained dry, of course.” With a big grin he concluded, “Of course, it’s even worse when you get home at night. But as I said, you’ll get used to it.”As Ken led the way into the other room, he whispered to Sam, “Was that all true?”“Probably, my darling,” she whispered in. You've still got my number?"As much as I really wanted to fire a sarcastic comment at him, I let John's subtle opening slide on by."Say 'Good bye', John. I gotta make some miles here, or my fucking asshole of a dispatcher's gonna have my balls for bookends. Talk to ya tonight." I hung up before he could add any more unwelcome news. A California hot-shot run usually paid good money, but not enough to keep me away from Linda any longer than absolutely necessary. John was probably wondering about. A double row of cars had been positioned occupying the middle of each lane and the grassy shoulders, leaving a narrow corridor down the center of the road. From his vantage point he saw a bullet riddled car on flat tires stuck like a doomed heifer in a cattle chute.He grabbed a chunk of loose asphalt and hurled it like a grenade in the direction of the crippled car. It landed on the rusting hood with a loud thump, producing a terrifying commotion from the field behind him. Startled, he turned. Erin and I were making out, continually escalating our physical activity with each other. At one point, I asked, "Are you concerned about Travis?"Erin nodded. "Yes. I hope he likes his partners tonight. I don't want him to be disappointed. I tried to build up his excitement a little, and hopefully I didn't over sell the situation. He was with Megan a few minutes ago just making out a little, and they were cute together. He has a shy streak in him sometimes, and it was showing up when he was.