"I picked up the bill, put some greenbacks on it and dropped it on the waitress's tray as we headed to the door. The cab ride took forever, if seven m...nutes can be an eternity.Inside my closed front door, Stephie turned to me, started unbuttoning my shirt while I shed my jacket, and said, "Honey, I'll do anything you want to as long as you take it slow and easy and make it last. Okay?" Of course. Let's start this way," I replied, my fingers going to the buttons of her dress.I backed her slowly. He seemed ready to strike. Billy stepped back."You're gonna leave the money," the father said. "Half is your sister's anyhow." I'm not leaving the money, and if Mel wants her share, she can come to me when she moves outta here." I'll bust you, boy!"Then I heard, "What's going on?" A girl's voice.She entered from the hall. She was small and pretty, maybe sixteen, wearing a little tube top over firm breasts. Her hair was sandy brown and messy. She had on too much makeup, hot-pink lips and violet. He said, “Eric, I recognized your name from around Macon or Dublin in high school. You played college ball, didn’t you?” I nodded. “Are you looking forward to playing for the Braves next year?”“Actually, I am. I married two weeks ago to a girl in Colorado Springs. She’s a teacher and we are discussing the logistics of living. We plan to pick up that discussion when I return.”“Since you’re a Georgia boy, this is familiar ground.”“Yes and no. Atlanta is quite different from my hometown and even. He’s finally mine and it is so new I feel like I have to pinch myself.I set the coffee silently on his nightstand then grab a bobble to tie back my hair. I slip off the t shirt, and slide back into bed. His breathing shifts but he’s still asleep, only just. I shimmy down the bed and find his morning erection, feel the firm warmth against my palm, the skin soft like silk. I know every inch of his cock, the pale pink of the shaft, the rosier red of its head. I allow the tip of my tongue to.