I also brought out one of my trusty foot lockers, for the trip to Troy. I would fill a footlocker and bring it, my IBM Selectric, and a small half-siz... refrigerator which I picked up at a local appliance store. Those were allowed, although hot plates or toaster ovens were not. I would also bring several cardboard boxes holding my clothes, which I would chuck once I was unpacked. Lastly would be my stereo, a small but very nice Bose system.Everything else went to the storage locker in Timonium.. As I was carrying in the boxes I said, "It sure is warm tonight."She said, "Oh Steve I'm sorry, where are my manners? Would you like a cup of iced tea?"I replied, "Only if you have one with me. I never drink alone." We both laughed.She set the iced teas on the counter and went into the other room. I quickly took less then a half vial of drugs and put it in her tea. When she came back in the room she lifted her cup of tea to her lips and started drinking it.I finished bringing in the rummage. "I need to get going," I said, trying to hide my now fully erect cock from being seen."Go ahead," he smiled.I stood up, my tent impossible to conceal. "It was nice to meet you Doug." You too, Jim," I said. As I reached the door, he added, "When you change your mind I will be here same time, same place, but it is first come, first serve, and I stress the word serve." I am not gay," I re-confirmed."Either is Samuel here," Doug pointed down. "Are you, Samuel?" No sir," the older man replied, as he. Drop dead gorgeous he was. Yeah, so I carried on rubbing his hands, loving the physical contact.Then I thought: if his hands are cold then his feet must be cold as well. He was only wearing a pair of trainers.“I bet your feet are the same.” And before he could say anything I took his trainers off. Again he tried to stop me but I wasn’t letting him.“And look at your socks. They’re not thick enough.”He gave me a funny look.“You sound like my Mum.”“Yeah, well you need looking after, don’t.