I looked up at Beetlesmith with a jaundiced eye, and asked, ‘Why am I deserving of such generosity?’ Beetlesmith looked at me with surprise, ‘Mr... Henry?’ ‘Oh, I don’t mean just this, your ‘two for one’ deal. But, there’s always been something I’ve been meaning to ask, what made you single me out in the first place?’ ‘I don’t follow, Mr. Henry.’ I collected my thoughts, trying to think back to that day, that first warm day of spring when all of this just fell into my lap. The day I was privy to. ‘I’m not sure that’s going to be a good enough apology. How’s about you give me a kiss to show how sorry you really are?’ He grinned drunkenly. As he lowered his head in, the stench of his unwashed body, cigarette smoke and stale booze assaulted her nose and she visibly shuddered. Just as his lips began to smear themselves against hers his head was jerked away by someone behind him. She looked up to see the green eyed man, backed up by the bartender holding a baseball bat. The two men turned. I bent over and between kisses, said, “These are going to need some serious attention.” At least that got a smile, so I continued showering her breasts with kisses, while I attempted to get naked myself. It took some doing, but I was finally naked, kneeling between her legs, kissing and sucking her nipples, my hand busy with whichever side I wasn’t latched onto. Eventually I moved south, my tongue dragging down her belly to the top of her panties. Grabbing the waistband, I skinned them off,. I rolled off the bed and stood up. “Let’s get moving, Hon. I’ll wash your back for you in the shower.”Loren took my hand and I helped her up. “Oh, my legs are shaky! You fucked me bowlegged, Stud!”I laughed. “It’s only because I had you to inspire me, Beautiful!”“Flatterer!” She winked.“Just the facts, Ma’am.” I deadpanned.“Look at the puddle on the bed! You’re going to have laundry to do, Mister!”“I’d better pull the stuff off the bed now. I can toss it in the wash later.” I started taking the.