"Why do you ask?" I asked him. "Well, Rob and I have gotten together several times lately and your name's always come up and I guess we were hoping we...could get you to join us some time." "And what would we do?" I asked, even though I knew what the answer would be. "You know. Things." "Yeah, I guess I do know, but I was hoping you'd inform me of what those 'things' would be." I was beginng to get pissed that he'd even brought it up, but then again, my cock was slowing rising to the occasion,. We got up from the sofa and went into his bedroom. He took a tube off of the night table and applied a healthy potion on his fingers and rubbed it into his own asshole. He lay back on the bed with his legs stuck up in the air. I was knelt down on the bed. He guided my cock towards his asshole and I gave one awkward thrust of my hips and I felt my cock sink deep (or least as far as six and a half inches go)up his rectum and felt the mscles within clutch my cock in a most pleasurable way. . No bills, just a letter from the complex.I went to the apartment and stashed my other work clothes. I washed up and shaved again to look clean and neat. I put on a sport shirt and was ready to walk out the door. Before leaving, I decided to see what the complex had sent.Holy shit, it was an eviction notice. Because I had declined to renew my lease and was six months past renewal, and even though I was current on my rent, I was being evicted. Damn, now I had to move. They can't kick me out that. Now we could see my young daughter creeping into our bedroom, still wearing her tennis clothes as she had had done earlier that afternoon. She entered the room and looked around, trying to figure out where her and her twin brother's birthday presents might be hidden. First she looked under the bed. She stood up and scratched her head. She looked so beautiful. Hair tied back. Her tight flat little tennis top clinging to her tiny torso revealing her shoulders and her slightly too short pop skirt.