But would Carla be home?She had most likely gotten picked up by that man in the cocktail lounge. But would it have been a fast fuck in a hotel, or mig...t she have brought him home with her? Molly didn't want to interrupt if Carla was having it off with the guy... and she most certainly wasn't going to confess about her doggy adventure in front of a strange man.Well, she would drive over to Carla's, anyhow.If Carla was busy, she wouldn't stay.Molly, desperate to confide in someone and to seek her. John was getting a full chance to eye the grown up man and imagine doing the naughty, nasty things with him, unnoticed by his friend Jason or his father Mr. Milosky.Jason’s loud voice giving John a choice of orange juice or the 7up, almost snapped John out of the mesmerized stage as he saw Mr. Milosky, leaning hardly a foot away from his face, while his elbows were spreading on the counter. John was obviously embarrassed by the so close proximity of the adult butt, although wrapped in a towel. You can't turn me into a girl." I wasfeeling braver now and I raised my voice to shouting levels, "I'm stilla man you know, no matter what you and my wife might want to do to me. Iwon't let you humiliate me like this any more. It's over Sara, do youhear me?" I expected an immediate response from Sara, but she said nothing.Instead, I heard her shuffle away from the door and head down thehallway, which was all a bit confusing. Perhaps she had decided that Ineeded some time to calm down, to. Finally, my girl was like look, we are wanting to mess around, go to bed. My buddy was like no, yall switch rooms with us, then you can. Well the other bed was smaller, no fire place, she didn't want to. At this point mind you, I could have cared less, I just wanted to get my dick in her. But anyway, they argued back and fourth and finally she was like look, I'm gonna just start sucking his dick if you don't leave, thinking he wouldn't call her bluff. Well, obviously, she didn't know him as.