Yes! The float disappeared under the water and nearly yanked his pole from his grasp. Not to take any chances, Vern had filled his reel with 50 Pound ...est. The fish fought, but so did Vern. Even 50 Pound Test would break if snapped suddenly, so he let the fish fight, and then reeled him in slowly. He let the fish fight a little more, then reeled him in a little more. About a half-hour later, Ol' Flounder was flapping and gasping for breath on a tree stump set back from the water's edge. Vern. Then I took a deep breath and walked up to them and made some lame excuse of being lost. A guy offered me a sip of his beer and I took it...then I heard some guys in the back saying "hey that's the homo runner guy". The other guy next to me gave me a swig out of his whiskey bottle. I took a deep mouthful and forced it down...he kept saying take another swig...so I did. I had not eaten anything since breakfast so after several shots it hit me like a ton of bricks and I was. THen I heard, "Hold on Frank...spread her cheeks...," my brother Harry said. I felt my butt cheeks being spread, then I could feel something being pressed against my asshole and slightly enter me. Then lots of laughter from the bikers watching who were recovering for thier next turn on me or still waiting for thier first. "Brother, thats gonna be so fucking messy....," some one said. Ghost was almost to the point of filling my throat when I felt something very cold, definitly a liquid, enter my. A lonely salesman was too susceptible to the blandishments of the cougars that prowled the nightspots.What about Mavis? Did she have someone waiting in the wings. It was a definite possibility. I hated to think that--but? I couldn't tell, because now I didn't know her anymore. She certainly was attractive enough. Damnit, life sucks!Mindy was waiting for me outside the dining room at lunch time. I smiled and gave her a hug. She started to say something and I asked her to wait until after we had.