Dripping from every orifice while all this was happening i lost track of the last man until i felt a heavy hand on my shoulder “son that’s rude”...usted i stood and stammered as i turned to face this beefy man who saw something in me and took pity“come on in for a drink” “no sense getting all worked up alone” and pulled me into the room “look boys new meat”They all turned and grinned Anna was still gyrating and did not see me past the bodies of those men The older man Sam was now turning to the. Margaret said he was in the hospital for a few weeks before he died. Not a way I'd pick for myself to kick the bucket." I bet somebody made some nice money in a lawsuit after that though. Getting run over by a tanker truck from a big oil company like that, somebody must have gotten a nice settlement. Only thing better would be if you got run over by one of them Kennedy's when they were all liquored up. Be even better if they did one of those hit and run things, but somebody went and got their. I could like this hustle and bustle, this constant stimulation, this variety, this surfeit of possibility.There was a knock at the door. "Steven?" Ronnie called.I stood near the door. "Sugar?" I called back. "Coffee?"She laughed. "No, no. Wanna meet for lunch?" Okay." Remember where?" Same as yesterday." Right. 'Byyye, y'aaall... Did I do that right?" ... We'll work on it."She laughed again. "All right. See ya!" I heard her clatter down the stairs in her heels.I could like this place, I. It was partially my fault she was deprived of sex, but I needed to find out why. Jewel was unaware, but for the last 3 months I had been attending an elective class on how to satisfy my wife. Yes I know, it’s completely lame and typical. A failing husband attending a class full of old men who can’t fuck their wife for longer than 2 minutes. But there was nothing wrong with my performance, just my initiation. I was excited about revising the sex life between me and my wife, I had figured out.