"I mean it Bill. I'm not going to allow you to fuck me up the ass," said Susan taking a step forward to stand up straight. "You're always trying to fu...k me up the ass. I told you. I don't do anal. My asshole is only for outgoing and not incoming," she said with a laugh while pulling down her skirt, pushing down her bra, and closing her blouse."I know that and I'm not trying to fuck you up the ass Susan. Really, I'm not. Now lean forward again," he said pulling up her skirt, her blouse, and her. This was to be a quick stop. We weren’t going to have a car waiting for us, and Marilyn’s family was supposed to drive out with Charlie and load him and all his gear onto the Learjet. I hoped to be out of there inside of an hour.When we floated in for a real greaser landing, Marilyn looked out her window and squealed, “They’re here! I can see their car!” I looked over at her side, but the angle was wrong, and I couldn’t see anything. It felt good to be almost home. Marilyn was excited to be. So instead of jacking off in my speedos I picked up my mobile and logged into Grindr for the first time since I’ve been here in San Francisco. WOW!!! I couldn’t believe the number of guys that were online at 2pm in the afternoon who were ready to hook up.I ended up talking to this guy on Grindr chat who was visiting some relative of his. He was an Aussie guy from Coffs Harbour, told me he had a speedo tan, a pair of speedos in his suitcase and he was bored. Sounded great to me!!!He was staying. I suppose that's why teenagers reach so hard for the stars. They do look like they're not all that far away.I'll be completely honest. If I had known then what I know now, I doubt I'd have been brave enough to try it. But three things got me through my college education.The first, but not the most important, was the concept that I would own the ranch one day. The second was that, through it all, Addison never doubted that I could do my part. Every time we saw each other, she reminded me that.