"There was the usual Screech Owl crowd. Plus some new people. "From the Village Void," Fred told me. "Art reviewers. Keep your fingers crossed." Sure ...nough. The Village Void raved about Vlad's work. The next time I dropped in to see Vlad, he was hard at work at an enormous dog turd. Must have been ten feet high. "What's the deal?" I asked him."You know that expression that architects have? The turd in the plaza?" he replied.I knew. When an architect designs a modern office building, it is. Elam had to smile. He glanced at Cong’s dick. “Thanks,” seemed the appropriate response.He’d stopped jacking it and held it as if he was showing it off.Without thinking Cong reached for it, but then caught himself.“Can I?” he asked.For a second Elam didn’t know what he was asking, but then realized. He shrugged.“Okay, I guess,” he said.Cong wrapped his hand around Elam’s dick and ran his thumb over the piss hole, smearing a drop of precum that had oozed out. Elam gasped and Cong squeezed his. "Miss? Miss, I think you forgot this." It didn't register that it wasmeant for me. I wasn't used to being addressed as Miss."Your boyfriend went to the car a few moments ago and I noticed you leftyour cardigan on the table." She tapped me on the shoulder and I jumped.Startled, I didn't know what to say. Like a confused child, I took thecardigan and couldn't come up with anything to say."Miss, are you okay?" She held my elbow as if I were about to faint. Ifelt the room start to spin, and. We circled back towards the box canyon and explored a bit of it too. As we were going back, I noticed the rock that our cave was in went back about half a mile and then sloped down to the next hill, but the hill was mainly dirt. But the dirt covered the rock so that it stayed almost level with the plateau but in the canyon you could see where the rock tapered off into the ground. There were a few trees back in the canyon, but most of it was grassland. I figured that to the back of the canyon it.