Exhausted, maybe, but not happy, like I always felt after sex before. I guess what it is, I’m feeling used.”“I wish someone would use me like th...t,” Gil said.“That’s my point,” I said. “It sounds great, doesn’t it? We’re normal horny guys, we basically want to fuck everything that moves, we go around with hard-ons nearly all the time. And then it happens, you get a chance to have lots of wild sex, and, well … ”“It still doesn’t sound so bad to me,” Gil said, out of the corner of my eye I could. Even while you are in here, you must submit to any free citizen, that means the doctors, guards, nurses and any visitors, but we discourage it at least until Monday. We don’t get many white girls through here so I shall look forward to having you before you leave.”That shocked me. Where were the ethics of doctor/patient relationships?Monday came and true to his word, in the afternoon the doc checked me over and then fucked me doggy style. That seemed to be the signal for other free men and. Sitting in the middle of the mirage was a wagon, and the wagon was the source of the flashing light. We slowed as we approached and split wide apart in case there was a shooter waiting in the wagon.Once close enough to see the light source, we saw that it was a mirror on a string hanging on the side of the wagon. There was a body lying on the ground on the side of the wagon nearest us. At the front of the wagon were two dead horses and at the back a dead cow. I circled around to the back of the. ”“Guys!” you say but can’t help but laugh. They had always been cool about things like that.You watch their plane taxi down the runway and head back to your jeep. As you pull out of the parking lot your cell phone rings. Without looking at the caller i.d. you answer, “Paco’s tacos we use real cat meat.”“Yes Paco, I’d like three Siamese supremes hold the sour cream.” Your buddy Scott responds without missing a beat.“What’s up Scott?” “Nothing much where are you?”“I had to take the folks to the.