“Yo you stink bro” Dustin muttered in a low soft voice”I grinned and responded to him, “it's that why ur dick is hard as a rock now”? Dustin...chuckled a bit and said “fuck dawg—I been hard since I was standing in that doorway. I just smiled to myself again, and then dropped my left arm down from his hair, to his left nipple. Gently circling his tit, with ever so soft a touch, made him shudder a bit, like when someone touches the tip of ur dick with their tongue. I pause momentarily, and then. Pretty yellow lamplights dotted the park at night and there were always dragonflies, his favorite insect, swarming at day. When Don was little, he would never go there after sundown because he thought it to be infested with ghosts and spiders. As he aged, though, it became quite the place of sanctuary, a place for him to unwind, reflect, and vent his troubles to the trees, which always seemed to huddle around him as he sauntered down the dirt path. One particular night, about a decade ago, he. She was home on time! What happened? She told me that she had left little hints for him, but that he didnt seem to catch on. She waited for him at her car in the employee lot, but he didnt come there. So, finally, she drove home. I told her that she might have to be a little more direct the next night. On Saturday, I was watching our kids. After putting them to bed for the night, I waited up for her. At the usual time, she arrived home. But another car pulled in after her! She came in and told. “That’s to keep the door from locking closed. Our key cards might not work without power.” She nodded.We went to the trailer and entered. I started the TV while Sharon operated the radio looking for a local station. I found a satellite with the dish first and it had HLN still chosen.We listened as the announcer talked about another eruption at Yellowstone. That person was in Jackson Hole and was operating on emergency power outside on a city street. In the middle of the broadcast, the station.