“Quick!” said Bradley, “You don’t want to be seen.”“Brad…” said Chad, tentatively, breathlessly.Bradley looked up quizzically into Cha...’s face.“Thanks, Brad. I… I really appreciate what you’re doing for me.”“That’s okay,” said Bradley.“And… and I’m really sorry for how I’ve treated you.”Bradley nodded. “Forget it,” he said. “But now, in – quick!”The door shut, and Bradley was left on the pavement, smiling in quiet contented thought.Claire yelled from across the road: “Hey, can I suck your cock. "This is Thurayya, a present from the Emir," the old eunuch explained, "to replace the ones you rejected."The woman removed her abaya and stood naked with her head bowed and her feet apart, waiting for further orders. Robinson looked her over and walked slowly round her, She was olive-skinned with long shiny black hair, the typical Arab idea of beauty, well, even abundantly, fleshed and about his own age, he judged. She had large breasts, just beginning to droop a little, shaven cunt-lips,. ..Generally I wore a wig (pinned to my hair with about a thousand clips), but every now and then I just styled my own hair which was getting modestly long and shaggy. John didn't seem to care, or comment either way.And speaking of John, after those first few weeks, I began to see him more and more. I'd be working at the computer and he'd just walk in, his pants unbuttoned even before the door was shut.And of course I would have to immediately drop what I was doing and rush over to kneel before. He became increasingly concerned, as his enthusiasm waned and he was no longer able to produce the hard-ons he had been used to. He decided that something HAD to be done. It was then that he began to explore the possibilities that were available on the internet. He had made a few friends online, even some girls, but so many of them quickly deserted him, even blocking him, when they found out that he was in his 60’s, balding, and carrying a bit of extra padding around. Still, he found some.