" No, I guess. No more than any man might be really." Just that you stood as I sat, like you were apologetic. Nice really though, I like that. Where's...the damn waitress?" Oh, its counter service here. Let me get you something, what would you like?" Mm, you are good," she mused, "I impose myself on your table and now you are fetching me coffee. Can I have a cappucino please?"As I queued I had opportunity to study her surreptitiously while she fumbled in her handbag and did all those intiguingly. . uh ... wasn’t celibate while we were apart.”This actually did surprise me. I had figured she just holed up in her apartment and shut herself off from the world. “Okay. And?”“But ... I ... um ... I kind of feel like I was unfaithful to you.”“We weren’t together.”Suddenly, she leapt to her feet. “WHY NOT?” she shouted. “YOU JUST LET ME WALK OUT! YOU DIDN’T COME AFTER ME! YOU DIDN’T FIGHT FOR ME! WHY?!”Utterly baffled, I looked to Sandra for help. I had no idea what just happened, nor did I know. Lamar massaged the intoxicatingly sweet concoction into Tyler’s back. “Damn, this shit smells good,” he breathed. His rock hard nine inches poked Tyler as he finished the job. He whispered into Tyler’s ear, “I need to fuck you now. You want this Black dick?”Tyler purred, “Yes!”“Get ready.”Tyler could smell the cigarillo and beer on Lamar. It acted as a pheromone for young Tyler. He could barely contain himself as he felt Lamar’s dark lips press against the nape of his neck. He grew goose bumps. I noticed that others of the LA group, including the skinny blond, had followed Colby's example by dressing more appropriately for the desert.With all the delays, it was mid-morning before we got the trucks moving, and I used some of the time to have them fill every reasonably clean container we could find with potable water from the faucets in Chambless. These went under the tarps in the truck beds. All three trucks and the Hummer had been topped off in Barstow, and the LA group had had the.