A few days later while I’m at work I get a text from him asking if I want to come smoke a bowl on my lunch break. I agree and tell him I’d like to...smoke on something else while I’m over there. He tells me he was hoping I would want to. When I get there he’s just chilling in the living room in some gym shorts and a white tee watching tv. I go sit next to him on the couch and he sparks up a bowl and passes it to me. We didn’t really talk much while smoking but as soon as we finished I decided to. He did what he usually did and ignored her, and flopped on his bed to take a nap.“Lazy bastard… I am going to the mall. Be back later.” she said s he left.___________________________________________________________________A little later at the Doc’s office he explains his visions to his doctor who knew him personally. He check his back ground and his body and came up with one conclusion:“It’s possibly Schizophrenia. That’s the only possible out come.”“I don’t think I have Schizophrenia, doc.. On the odd occasion some call for their asshole to be licked. She has no problem with that, provided he is clean, but she prefers to finger fuck them in the ass. A lot of men don’t get this from their wife’s or partner, so that’s why they seek it elsewhere. Finally her lips grips his cock shaft and closing it as tightly as she can, she let him explode, at the same time rolling her tongue over she drains her mouth in his juices. If is where she has the opportunity to retract her mouth, she then. It was like wearing this mystic cap. The one that renders you invisible. He owned it. And nobody seemed eager to steal or buy it from him.But Suzanna had looked right through it.She'd struck him dumb when she started talking to him that time at the travel agency. It had felt agonizingly awkward, just like it always did. He just could not believe what happened. Not even that it happened.Not to him, surely.At first he felt all elbows and knees, big feet and giant ears. But that passed. To his.