No one out there to see him, right?Moralizing had caused him a stumble. His school days were not as perfectly heterosexual as he’d liked to believe,...certainly not with the likes of Kevin and Stephen. He’d damned near sucked Stephen, and certainly had taken his cock in hand, and more than once. Kevin also, and come to think of it, Walter Stokes and Jeremy Lippincourt. Fuck, Kenneth Grimm also, he recalled unhappily. Not that he’d sucked any of those, nor even Stephen. He’d wanted to, though.It. A last dirty long kiss and away I am.It’s not even two o’clock and I’ve already had sex with two great women. And I’ve had five drinks and half a joint. At the hotel I first take a v1agra to help my dick through the rest of the day, then get some light food and my friend Giorgio brings me my special lunch, a Cuba Libre. A girl next to me smiles and damn I think, isn’t that the lovely daughter of this Dutch couple I’ve helped out earlier on? We start talking, she’s so sweet ‘Yes, if I wouldn’t. Then she listened while I told her about flying all over the country fixing problems. She got an interested look on her face when I mentioned the problems I was having with my hopefully soon to be ex wife Patty. She mentioned her one marriage and how it had failed when her husband John just could not keep his hands off of other females. We both agreed that traveling was the pits if we wanted any kind of real home life. At one point I noticed the waiter was hovering, so I glanced at my watch. It. Danielle was talking to the town sheriff, a muscular, attractive man in his forties who was perched in a wooden chair on the sidewalk in front of his office. Danielle appeared to be motioning to her own breasts a couple of times, then in the direction of the hotel.Preston returned a few minutes later, and for some reason he made a point of showing Tara his wallet. "Yep, here it is," he said, grinning sheepishly. Tara wondered what Preston had really been up to, but decided against starting an.