"I am serious, Jon. I plan to shoot a load in your mouth every morning," he said, slowly building on our changing roommate relationship.My cock flinch...d at the idea, one that was both exciting and humiliating."You like the idea," he assessed, wrapping his hand around my cock."You will be my live-in cocksucker?" he asked, slowly moving his hand up and down my cock.I nodded."Say it, Jon," he ordered, "Tell me you want to be my cocksucker."My face went red as I realized this drunken spur of the. That's when I had a bolt out of the blue. Golf carts. Propane golf carts. I looked around for the biggest realty office I could find. Regrettably anything they had on golfing communities said nothing about the carts. It was time to go back to the library.A room was dedicated to local interests. Several magazines were set aside, and some specialized in golf courses as Atlanta was a stop on the pro tour. Stone Mountain featured propane carts because they'd failed miserably with electrics. The. Suddenly Rav reached out and grabbed Brand with his paws, startling both men. Rav hugged Brand against his chest and started to pace back and forth across the floor, he crooned and made little noises of distress. Brand tried unsuccessfully to break Rav's hold on him, he talked to Rav, trying to find out why Rav was so upset. Rav looked at Brand for a long time, then to his father. Then Rav sat on the floor clutching Brand and started to cry, Collin kneeling on the floor silently said to Rav. Since we were in a hurry to finish up, there were no half days off to explore. At the end of the three and half weeks, we had 5,120 bars of gold, and an extra seven or eight pounds of nuggets we could melt back at the Hacienda and store in the cave. The night before we left the bowl and started our trip to El Paso, Anna asked if we were going to do this again next year.I smiled at her. “We’ll do it as often as we can my love. It will get harder of course, the bigger the Estancia becomes. It.