"She only stared at him blankly."Remind me to take you to see Spamalot in New York sometime," he said."I'd love to," she said, a sultry look flashing ...cross her face. "Where did you get the shirt?" It was in a gift bag at a science fiction/fantasy convention a few years ago," he said. "I was one of the featured guests. I had a recurring part on Babylon 5 and I got killed on Deep Space Nine and Xena. That makes me a somewhat regular on the sci-fi circuit." You get killed a lot," Bailey laughed.. I really don't remember. I must have made some kind of joke, because I do remember Dave laughing. But I can't think of what it was, because inside I was so upset. Just before I went on, I got a call..."The floor director's hand gesture snapped them both back to their places."... but the president will have the last word, his advisers say."Again Dan slid back. This time he was paying attention as Connie turned toward him."Where was I? Oh, yes. I had just gotten a call from one of our doctors.. “Well…” I didn’t know what to say. I felt awkward, at a loss for words.“We’re going to have sex afterwards … right?” My wife said, looking from me to my friend, then back at me again. “I mean … we always have sex after soaking in the hot tub.”I coughed. I was stunned. Blown-away. I stared at her in amazement. We didn’t ALWAYS have sex after soaking in the hot tub. Often we did, but not always. And we rarely had sex with a friend after soaking in the hot tub. Sometimes we did, but it was not all. "Don't worry. But if you don't mind, Jerryseems stressed out now for some reason. We'll just watch you twoif you don't mind, and I'll stay still and give Jerry's asshole achance to stretch a little more. I do want him to enjoy what we're doing."Jerry was still speechless, his asshole crammed and stuck andimmovable. He tried to wiggle free for a second, but only workedMike's cock deeper. So he stayed still, still bug-eyed, his headturned, apprehensively watching my every move.As if in his dream.