As before we were all being hit on and, as before, my friends disappeared one-by-one as they fancied one or two of the men. When I was just about to g... and find a taxi to go home, this hunk asked me if he could buy me a drink. He introduced himself as Rob, and he was very pleasant company. He didnt seem to be hitting on me, just enjoying my company, I thought. By now I had lost count of how many drinks I had had, but I was certainly feeling the effects, so when Rob suggested that perhaps I. I don't remember when he got on the bus, really. I just remember that he took the seat across the aisle, slightly behind me. He was tall, enough that he had to stoop quite a bit so as not to bang his head on the roof of the bus. He had dark hair, and a good day's worth of stubble on his face, black jeans and a blue tee shirt. It's odd that I'd remember that, though I can clearly see myself as well. Black sundress, black flipflops, green purse, and my dark green travel blanket bunched in my lap. Jazz is a former marine, a former cop, now owns a private security agency. He's also a very big man. I'm no ninety pound weakling, but he is considerably bigger than I and I was thinking that might just come in handy for what I was planning.“Jazz?”“Hey, bro. How ya holding up?”“Not terribly well. Are you where you can come over for a while. I need my sensible brother right now.”“I'm about twenty minutes away.” He hung up. He didn't waste time with inquiring what was wrong. He knew. He. Oh well I thought, since I'm here I might as well go visit one of the adult book stores as it had been some time since I had a nice hard cock to suck. I went into one of my favourite stores and bought some tokens from the hot young guy behind the counter. He gave a knowing wink as I turned and headed for the back rooms. As soon as I got into the corridor there was very little light. Several of the booths had the red light light glowing above the door indicating there was someone inside. I made.