Oh I didn't know it atfirst, he was a younger guy in a sports jersey cheering the Sox rightnext to me. We shared some laughs, had some beers, and I to...d him my warstories. Battles hard fought over gardening and chores. Blood spilled inthe fight for the freedom to be lazy on Sundays and all that. Guy was aGREAT listener, asking the right questions at the right times. Leading medown deep alley of memory after another, until I was nearly yelling,bawling, and laughing at the same time , I was so. I'm not willing to risk ruining a good thing if you're in the mood for something else."Regan smiled."We talk," she said. "I guess we'll get to know the signals, too. But just know when I say you can do anything you want to me, I mean it. And, I guess that's open-ended. If I wasn't ... you know ... bleeding, I'd be spread on the bed for you right now if you wanted me to be. But I think that's out of commission for the next few days."Andy nodded and glanced down at Regan's crotch again."But,. The girls tending bar were working the tables also; while he waited for one to get to him, he sat back and took in the scene.It was pleasantly festive. The back bar was decorated with multi-colored twinkling lights, cheap green garlands were draped from the ceiling, and a small three foot artificial tree sat on a table that was draped with a white table cloth. Beneath it there was a plastic Santa Clause in his sleigh with his eight reindeer ready to pull him of on his appointed rounds.. Don reluctantly released Malik's balls from his mouth, but he did get up on his knees and lean forward toward Malik's penis and tentatively took it lightly between his thumb and a finger. He was hesitant to grasp it fully in his hand, let alone to commit to going down on Malik's cock of his own volition.I snapped! I moved in quickly and fiercely slapped Don hard across the face, startling both him and Malik. Hell, I even surprised myself, but I didn't stop. I screamed at him, "What in the fuck.