Just as we pulled up to the house, in my same school district, mom suddenly looked nervous. She said “I really have gotten to love the flirting we d...d around your dad” I didn’t know what she meant by that but I found out soon enough. The realtor arranged for the people that were selling the house to just be gone, it was obvious they still lived there. Mom walked up to the sink and started running water, even started washing a dish to see how she liked the kitchen layout. Then she stuck her ass. ”I am led to a bedroom. Someone removes my panties. I lie down. Someone puts a pillow under my ass. I start to pull the train. I pull and I pull and I pull and I pull. With the Tinder guy as the locomotive and the bar guy as the caboose and the apartment guys as the heavily-muscled freight cars, I feel like this train is going all the way to the coast. I’ve never done more than two guys in a night. Now I am doing five guys. Except for hydration and lube breaks, the train keeps. I presume that you know which hospital that Dave is in. Please take Brad and two others there.”Mary looked at me for guidance. “It’s okay, Mary. You remember hearing the FBI agent saying that they would not only have someone from their office in Dave’s room, but that he would expect us to have someone from our own guard force there as well.”She got up, leading Brad and two of the other guards to the parking lot.With this many extra people suddenly invading our normal meal, I had wondered how. She obviously had no idea where she was or where they were going. He led her through the door and they stopped just inside and looked around. This was not the kind of arcade anyone would let their kids visit. The adults only sign was there to keep the teens out so beer could be served to a rough bunch of guys with nothing better to do than hang out.They walked arm in arm into the large, smoky game room filled with pinball machines and a host of other electronic flashing machines. He didn't see.