"I'm not that kind of guy", I said, "I'm not gay." He smiled and said, "You know, you don't have to be gay to touch a cock--or suck one. Come on, have...a quick feel." I've always been open-minded, open to experiment, etc., so on impulse I reached over and lightly touched his warm bulge. Kent quickly grabbed my hand and pushed it hard onto his cock, making my hand go back and forth, and said, "A guy who will touch a cock will suck a cock". With his other hand he began to undo his belt and unzip. We "found" it in 1958. Using the found money we Time Bunked and bought gold at 12 and sold it at 44 or bought penny stocks that we knew were going to bingo and sold them at peak value.Construction and excavation in the present were continually uncovering buried funds ... we dug it up the night before and took some. We always left enough to make the newspapers the next day. We learned of a house up for remodeling that had millions in a hidden room that was discovered the day after we took half. “What do you mean?” “Hey.” He put his hands up. “Don’t look at me like that. That’s not what I meant. I’m not a serial killer or something. You just... You look like the type of girl who’d have someone at home or somewhere waiting for them.” A volley of fireworks screamed in the sky, demanding their attention as it burst in an explosion of sparkles. Silence hung between them. Daphne glanced around at the folding tables behind them, stacked a couple of feet high with boxes. The buzz of a fan in. After reaching Pub, we settled down and started a casual conversation. He offered me drinks. I had 3 shots and I was getting high. He didn’t drink because he is going to drive. Slowly, Alcohol started its magic. I started flirting with him. We stepped onto the dance floor and started dancing to the music. He too wanted to enjoy drinking. So, he asked me whether I was to go to his house instead and drink there. While going to his house, I was all over him and flirting with him. He stays in a.