Tris caught me and then we both started laughing. We got laughing so hard over nothing and that was funny in itself. We went in the kitchen and got ...ome more juice and vodka and I went to pee. Tris came in the bathroom while I was peeing and got behind me and grabbed my hand which was really dumb because I moved and pee was shooting everywhere but in the toilet. I pushed him away and he pushed back so he ended up getting peed on a little which he didn’t like and we finished by wrestling on. Tommy had read magazines also and he kept calling my bottom an ass pussy. Tommy played with me and felt me off. He kept feeling my bottom and played with my small cock. We hugged and kissed and he was so cute. Tommy fingered my bottom and then he rolled me over onto my stomach and mounted me. I laid still wondering what was going to happen and he slid his hard cock in my bottom. I just laid still and relaxed as he lifted his hips up and down and slid his cock in my bottom. He had enough. Most of them were playing a game of chance round a table. Zetia and I ignored them, found a table and ordered breakfast. The innkeeper talked with me for a few minutes, praising the orderly men under my command. Of course, he wanted to know what our plans were. I suspect he had reasons for asking, but I didn’t respond to the casual inquiry. He was smart enough to let the question drop. Instead, our conversation turned to mundane and safe issues. I wanted a simple day with no drama. Our mission. He said hi to Bob who looked like he always did: unshaven, crooked teeth, and a half smile that might have been induced by intoxication. Bob had looked that way since he was eighteen.Bob couldn't drive worth shit either and sitting on a metal wheel well with the shifting boards was agony. Finally the van stopped and then backed up before coming to a lurching stop."End of the line, Danny," Bob said as he turned off the engine. "Help me get the trolley out and loaded with the boards just like we.