He never sold Ezra his best stuff and Ezra was either too naïve to know or was knocking it out at a high enough margin to care. It didn't bother him,...either way. He got rid of his "crap gear" for a decent price – even with the discount Ezra always managed to negotiate.Ezra smiled, and his dealer nodded. "Now get the fuck out of my space," he told him and Ezra, who had already got up to leave, quietly absented himself into the betting shop and onto the bright street.He had plenty of people lined. ‘I pulled her to her feet and led her to the bed. Now it was my turn. ‘I want to taste you, Lover,' I said. She lay on her back and opened her legs. I laid beside her, dr****g one leg over me to allow better access to her sweet pussy. Her inner lips were protruding at least an inch longer than her generous outside lips. I dipped my tongue inside her slit, running it up to her clit, swirling around her clit, and then down to her love-tunnel where I dipped in for more of her honey-sweet lube. I. When the movement was complete, the scene in the center of the arch changed. It was no longer looking into our living room. Instead, the scene was that of a large room with hardwood floors.At the far side of the room was a banner that read “Happy Birthday Hank!”, and it hung over a table laden with cake, food, and presents!“Come, step through, Hank.” Chief Hotawa instructed, smiling at me.There was no sensation at all when I stepped through, though the quality of the air and sound changed. You. .. I rushed into bed, turned off the side light and waited. I looked at the clock and it was gone 2am.I heard her keys turn in the lock, heard the clink of her heels on the floor, heard her pour a drink. Then she came to the bedroom, and I could just see the shape of her silhouette undressing, peeling off everything except her knickers and bra. Felt the heat of her body as she climbed in beside me.I feigned sleep, but it was no good. I pretended to be woken by her arrival, pretended to be.