My consciousness swims in a bright orange darkness and relaxes to swimming pool sounds: bouncy diving boards, screaming children and swimsuits drippin... on the way to towels. Sweaty moisture glazes my chest and drips into folded crevices of skin. I reach for the suntan lotion, but before I open it, footsteps run by and dive into the water, raining a giant splash upon me. I awake and spy the culprit – a short freckle-faced kid who by now was at the other side of the pool. I dry myself and see. Aage se ek sweet si voice sunne ko mili aur humne baat ki and sec 21 mei milne ka program fix kiya. Jab milne jana tha main bahut dar rha tha kyuki yeh main first time kr rha tha and uska bhi first time tha toh woh bhi dar rhi thi jo ki usne mujhe baad mei bataya. Jab maine use pehli baar dekha toh dekhta hi reh gaya and socha koi itni khubsurat biwi ko akela kaise chod kr ja skta hai par mera toh jackpot lag gya tha. Fir humne thodi baat ki jo kuch aisi thi:Me:tum bahut hi khubsurat. When I was trying to line up my next to last shot, he again mentioned that his hotel room was close the bar. I knew he was a married man trolling for a piece of sissy piece of ass, but that lump under his pants made it okay. After a couple of more drinks and butt pats, we thought it was time to leave because the rest of the guys in the bar were watching us more than the porn on the monitors. It was only a half block walk to his hotel and in the elevator his hand was on my thick ass the entire. “I’m sorry, Merris, Ishouldn’t poke fun at your religion. Don’t understand it, but shouldn’tpoke fun at it. Covers in that closet over there.” he pointed. “Makeyourselves comfortable. I got to go to work tomorrow so I’ll saygood-night. Come on, Rodney.”I followed Uncle Ron to his bedroom. His apartment wasn’t laid out likemost apartments, it was sort of a long L-shaped around two sides of thebuilding. In the very front was the living room where Mama and my sisterswere, but to get to his bedroom.