As long as she could remember this was time with her Dad.They would run before sun up, fog, rain snow, they would run. When she was young Dad would l...adwith the running songs, cleaned up for his young daughter. Now often she would do the lead and he would follow and the lyrics were not so ladylike. When her Dad asked he what she wanted to be, there was only one answer, Fighting First, but they both knew that could not be, maybe someday for other girls)15 minutes later Lamont gets a call. "you dont mind i invited my friend do ya boy? you gonna spend the whole night with the two of us baby" "i- i'm brandon" "i dont give a fuck baby, suck on this head for me" Martin climbed on the bed and rested his back against the headboard with his legs spread on either side of the white bois arms and held his big cock up, flopping it around while he looked down at the young man. The sounds of freds balls slapping against his ass the soundtrack to this event. Brandon took one look down and. They fairly glowed as they fixed on Debbie's. For the first time in over a year Debbie found herself actually shy. She wanted him, that she knew. But she was nonplused about what to do about it, for no reason she could think of. She looked away, then looked back again. Wait, had the man's hair color changed slightly? Weren't his eyes dark a moment ago? Now they burned ice blue like Paul Newman's.The stranger rose and, carrying his amber-filled whiskey glass with him, came to Debbie's table,. " Okay, so see you at the station Monday. Bright and early - we're on the 8:37."All goes swimmingly. First thing, when we've met up, is I explain about expenses. We've got a maximum for the week, I tell them, and the best way, rather than divvy up, is I'll pay for everything and do one big claim at the end. I've already got our tickets, I say. They're both cool with this. Wouldn't matter if they weren't since I'm running the show. Then the snag. A little wheeze I've come up with to get some.