My first clue to Tyler's nature was when he pulled up to the job site in a Black 4X4 Ford Ranger Pickup that was jacked up high enough to give you a n...sebleed. The truck sported a set of serious off-road tires as tall as Cindi Frazier. Four spotlights were mounted on a roll bar behind the cab. A big aluminum dog box with a high swivel seat perched on top of it filled the truck's bed.My second clue came when Tyler kicked open the truck's door and dropped to the ground. He was dressed head to toe. Seeing how Lisa looked at him rather surprised howeverhe started to panic. She was clearly expecting an explanation out of himand he wasn't willing to give it. Afterall he couldn't say that he hadjust fingered his ass and sucked that dildo, right? How would that makehim look? Probably worse than the image Lisa had just painted.Mortified he was forced to take his words back. "I mean yes, that isexactly what has happened. It is just so embarrassing," Mark saidhanging his head in shamed defeat.. We talked about all sorts of things. Work, friends the world and life goals. I will always remember his animated face in the candlelight as he shared a funny incident that had happened that day. He always knew how to make me laugh. After eating we just sat and he held my hand as we talked some more. I never ceased being surprised at how we could always find things to talk about. Sometimes we would grow very insistent on our views, which would lead to one of us or both of us to shouting or. "Yes, I'm fine, thank you - - - Dad" and he beamed with pleasure."Thank you sir" the porter looked at the twenty pound note Steven had pressed into his hand "Thank you very much"Steven closed the door and wheeled the heavily laden trolley into the middle of the room,"Here we go ladies" he laughed, "Champagne, champagne and more champagne!"His mother took her hand from between his wife's legs and licked her fingers,"Wow champagne and pussy juice" she giggled and slipped the jacket of the cream.