None at all. Is what I’m wearing okay? Should I have put on a tie?”“No, you’re fine,” Constance said.“So, Arthur -- where’s home?”“N...w York -- Brooklyn to be precise. I have a townhome in the DUMBO section.”“DUMBO?” Adam asked.“It stands for Down Under the Manhattan Bridge Overpass,” Constance explained.“What brings you here?” Adam asked.“Frankly -- to woo Constance.”“Kara said you two met on-line.”“Yes,” Constance said, “we were members of a dating site for seniors.”“I saw Constance’s photo. And, at the same time, pain and loss and despair and darkness engulfed her. The stench of rot filled her nose. Megan could see Sean as a distant point of light in the darkness. He was screaming in loss and despair, as he was trying to reach her.The two young Magi had similar Dreams about half the time. The other half, their Dreams were different, but they both knew their Dreams were true Dreams. The one thing their Dreams always had in common was they always came in threes. Something in the. I have to study again sometime today or tonight and meet up with them again tomorrow.’ ‘Where do you study?’ ‘Oh, sometimes at home, but I like to go to coffee shops or the library. I get too distracted at home alone.’ ‘Do you go to the St. Agnes branch?’ It is the library closest to her place. ‘Usually. I like Mid-Manhattan too, but a lot of homeless people hang out there and it smells bad.’ ‘Yeah, but not so much in the summertime. It’s just the winter when they’re trying to stay warm.’ ‘Oh. Yet somehow my a****l instincts kicked in. I felt good and my mind was set on pleasure. I called him a 'sick fuck' but grabbed the back of his tan bald head, using it for leverage, as I pounded his throat with my thick cock. He would gag and spit up all down my shaft and balls. Then he'd rub in that spit and go right back to work causing me to shoot a hard, thick load getting it everywhere from his mouth, face, float and pool. I panted to catch my breath and feet as I got out of the shallow.