A distant bell rang up at the top of the house, once a Victorian mansion, now a ‘home of multiple occupancy,’ a nice name for seven shitty flats u...ed as a halfway house! It was now he was struck like a lightning bolt with the thought that this influx of mail could be the result of that interview yesterday… yes mail, lots of mail! The more he thought about it the more he was sure it was applicants for Sonia, he needed to see, he hadn’t spoken to a woman in a whole year, now, male nurses on the. And looking down she can see the flow of cum still pouring out of her. She stops and gets to her feet, gathers her tatterd clothing and stumbles toward home, bearly able to stand let alone walk.When she finally gets into her apartment she heads straight for the bath tub. She climbs in with no water and leans her head back. His cum flows out of her now like a stream. She reaches down and begins to run her fingers through the quickly growing puddle. She scoops some of the cum into the palm of her. When he went to insert his tokens into the slot they somehow spilled to the floor where they rolled all over the place. Sammy got to his knees and started to pick up the tokens. He didn't notice the sound of the door in the next stall closing. He had no ideal that anybody was watching him as he crawled around on his knees looking for tokens. The first thing that alerted Sammy to his situation was when the dick brushed against his ear. In a reflex motion he turned his head to see what he had. I had driven by to see the garage still standing with no apparent damage, but I hadn't really checked it out. There were too many other pressing issues. Plus I had a monumental hangover.I was in bed by eleven and instantly asleep. I had terrible dreams. I had been too drunk to dream the night before, so I made up for it the night after the storm. My sleep was ragged as they used to say in sandbox. Never a full night's sleep. That more than anything else beat me down.When I awoke it was daylight.