" Shucks, youngin', twern't nothin', nothin' at all. Can't let a man die of thirst in this country. Nope, we got to stick together and help each other... And while yer at it, call be Ben." Yes, Sir, uh, Ben. Sorry, but my pa brought me up to respect my elders and be polite." Nuff said. Now you come with me and I'll show you around. 'Spect you'll be stayin' awhile so might as well get a lay of the place. Gotta a couple of things need doin' right now anyway."Dusty guessed the man to be in his. This time it was with our mouths partly open for our tongues to touch and play with each other. After a minute or two, I then pulled him over in another roll so that he was lying up on top of me as we kissed again. This we did for several minutes before breaking apart, both of us thanking each other for such a wonderful blow job. I got up and went and got us both a drink, now feeling thirsty after having a mouthful of semen inside. He was standing up when I got back with two drinks handing him. ” “No problem, Neil. Just leave it to me. I’ll take care of everything.” The following week, as Neil was walking through the hotel in Chicago on his way to the registration desk, a woman walked past in front of him. She was about 5’ 6” in a stylish pair of pumps, slim, and dressed in a well tailored pin striped charcoal grey business suit. Her blonde hair, framing a petite, beautifully proportioned oval face, was cut short and she walked with a certain air of authority and confidence. There was. "Good morning, beautiful!" I told her."It's afternoon, Michael," she replied somewhat sourly.When I just looked at her, she said, "I'm sorry. I'm just outa sorts today." Wanna tell me about it? Or is it too personal?" I asked."Personal? Yeah, I guess it is," she replied with a sigh, "It's just that I could feel you all just now. At least I could feel them. And I got jealous, at first, then I just became sad." Sad?" I asked. I had scanned her, so I thought I knew what she was feeling, but I.