“But I’m not sure you want to hear my answer.”“I will certainly agree that sex is pleasurable, and fulfilling, in the right context, but hedon...sm is problematic.”“And why is that? Maximizing net pleasure is hardly a vice,” I said. “Should we seek to suffer?”“No, but is pleasure the ONLY value?”“No, of course not. But I fear on this topic we’re going to simply keep charging down different rabbit trails and wind up nowhere. We can discuss spiritual matters in depth and probably come to some. He used me for his pleasure. I laid on the thick carpet to weak to move for the fucking I had received. My hole gapped wide after he finished in me and cum leaked out of my ass for an hour as my ass throbbed. Later by the fire we worked up a sweat as my brother took me from behind stabbing his cock into one hole then the other. Finally his balls could hold back his cum anymore and his seed flooded my other hole. After that we slept until the light of the morning sun coming though the windows. There were files neatly stacked on one corner of the desk, and an antique wooden file cabinet had other piles of papers on top, waiting to be put away.Willis was younger than James expected, maybe 35 years old. The receptionist left and the conversation started.“James, my name is Bob Willis. It’s a pleasure to meet you. How can we help you at Harmon & Willis?”“I want to understand what happens when I invest with you. I really know very little about the stock market, bonds, secondary markets,. "Bryan," Andrew's voice said calmly."We really need code names," Bryan remarked as he took the radio to reply. He pressed the button and spoke. "Go ahead." There's a man here that says he knows you." What's his name?" Bryan inquired."Sean Callahan?" Andrew answered.Bryan shook his head. He looked at Rob. "He shouldn't be here. His mom lives just five miles to the west. They have a huge farm. His coming here is not logical." Would he drop by for a visit?" Rob queried."Hmmmm," Bryan said..