Then I looked past them, and beheld the writing on the wall. NEXT TIME. YOU TOO. ‘Judas.’ ************* ‘I’m sorry, Elena.’ It was the only ...hing I could think to say to her. ‘You didn’t know this would happen. You’re not at fault, so don’t apologize.’ I hated seeing her like this. She wasn’t sad, but she wasn’t happy. She was just like this on the day of her parent’s funeral. I asked her why she didn’t cry, and she simply responded that she spent all her tears on Catherine. I try not to cry. “Till tonight,” he said as he left and I shut the door behind him with a smile on my face. Been a long time since I’d smiled about a man.I headed to the rear of the bar and the one room apartment I’d had built. There was no reason for a house when I was at the bar most of the time. It had become my life. My friends surrounded me every day and night. Why did I need anything else?Chip was back in a few hours to set up for that night’s gig. It was like he’d never left. He came to me, took me in. He was more scared than he’d ever been in this situation and he didn’t know why. His knees began to feel weak and he was glad he was almost there. He paused for a few seconds to regain his composure before ringing her bell and then being buzzed through the door into the apartment complex. The stairs proved too much of a hassle for his troubled brain and he decided to take the lift. He reached the floor and the door was open, flat number three. He prayed it was right and that he did not walk in. ... I love that gay ass..... I love fucking that gay ass...." I said over and over. He shoved his tongue in my mouth and we were all over eachother having hot gay sex in that now stuffy feeling bathroom. "Cum in my ass? cum in my fucking ass please.... come on..." he said loudly. After pounding him so hard for a few minutes I stopped and leaned back, both hands behind me on the sink as I watched him. "Fuck it... make me cum.. fuck my cock...." I told him as he started thrusting his hips and.