She was standing very close to me pushing her breasts against my chest. She was looking up at me and I could see her dark eyes filled with passion wan...ing something, something dirty. She said ''Go sit on the sofa,'' rubbing my arms and added ''and remove your t-shirt.'' I happily obliged removing my t-shirt I sat on the sofa and watched her. She grabbed her top and removed it showing a white lacy bra underneath along with a smooth flat stomach and creamy cleavage. Then she brought her hands. She’d find out. But this, this was the perfect alibi. She’d never guess it.“I’ll fuck you, man,” I heard myself saying.“Hell yeah,” he said, and tipped back his beer. I did the same.We actually got a motel that night. That was fun. The sleaziness of what we were doing was turning both of us on. It was awkward once we got in the room but then we got naked and just let it happen. We bought lube at a place on the way there, and condoms.And man, when I had him on his back, his pink hole right there. I parked my bike in the common parking lot right inside the huge, black wrought iron gate. I looked up at the first floor of my building and saw a curtain twitch. I smiled quickly because I knew Aunty Sheen was looking from the window. I quickly walked into our ground-floor apartment and told my mom I had to take Aunty Sheen to get some things from downtown. Ever since my uncle passed away, my folks always encouraged me to help Aunty Sheen any way I could. So they didn’t have any problems when. ‘Nothing special,’ the man said. And then, he did something that the traveler didn’t expect… he moved. He walked away from the edge of the skyscraper and sat down, Indian-style. ‘Why don’t you have a seat,’ he said to his now thoroughly baffled guest, ‘You don’t look very comfortable standing up there.’ ‘But,’ the traveler interjected, ‘What about all of those things you did to achieve enlightenment? You gave away all of your possessions, you fasted and cut yourself, you stood there for years…’.