"Which is what?" the bartendress asked, this time minus the cynical edge.Ed thought a moment. What indeed? "The American dream," he said. "No, the Gre...ndale dream. The beautiful house, the job of power and prestige, the wife you're proud to have on your arm, who's proud to drop your name in society. So very proud. All that ... is mine." You're a lucky man," the bartendress said. (Deke added, pointlessly, "Lotta money up in Greendale.")"So it is often said," Ed replied to the bartendress."You. No one could see me if I took my dick out and stroked it as I waited for her to get home. Everyone I thought, but not Maggie. She had seen me, subconsciously, maybe I wanted her to. It was so long ago. There in the dark, I leaned against the side of her house. With thoughts of a big cock hanging between her legs and the scent of her perfume still in the air, I stroked myself.Until, I heard the words, “Hmmm, what are you doing?” The tone told me think that it wasn’t a question. She already knew.. So I spent a few minutes daydreaming and then I started washing. A minute later, I knew it, I had a crush on her. Was she baiting me by putting herself out there like that? I wondered that the whole time while I was in there, and all of the sudden, the bathroom door opened. "Hey Joe?" Angel asked.I was a little surprised she had something to say or ask while I was in the shower, so I had to wonder, what couldn't wait? I quickly moved the shower curtain so the view of my erection would be. After a day’s rest, we tackled Carrolton for 2, Richardson, Irving for 2, Grand Prairie, 3 each in Fort Worth and Arlington; also Waco, finishing in College Station. We had a day off and went to our next city, Houston, staying at the Marriott Courtyard Downtown.Houston marked our 81st city visited on the Honey Tour, and Claire and I got a King Suite, while Kalista and the ladies got connecting room’s two floors below us.I called down and found out the gym was open all of the time, so after.