‘Cale.’ Finally he looked back up at me and I took a step back from the fierceness of his eyes. After a moment he spoke, his voice soft,yet so in...ense he could have been shouting. ‘I walked in and heard the things he said to you and I wanted to tear him apart. If Everett hadn’t spoken up, I don’t know what I would have done.’ He squeezed my hand back. ‘When he tried to hit you, I almost lost my mind. I …really wanted to hurt him.’ I threw my arms around him and drew him in for a hug. . “There’s a small dance floor in the rear of the restaurant, only a half-dozen tables, the music starts around seven, and the young studs will invite us to go dance,” Cheryl leaned closer. “You can’t be actually naked back there, but, the guys do like to show the sluts off as they dance. And, when you are back there, the guys will always by the food and drinks.”“Am I allowed to go back there with you? I do want to watch you dance and get groped.” I asked, placing my hand on Cheryl’s knee.“Yes,. 'Well have you made up your mind as to what you are going to do,' he said with a smile. 'I can't do that anymore, you are just going to tell my folks anyway,' I countered. Mr. Ronald opened the passenger side door placed his bags on the rear seat, walked around to the drivers side and said 'get in people are waiting.' I felt dejected as I slid into the car, Mr. Ronald reached over and rubbed my crotch 'don't worry I'll see that they pay you well.' We drove to Mr. Ronald's home and went in. So as she motioned for me to mover closer and took hold of my cock I glanced over at the clock. Damn, for all the interminable hours I waited for her to reciprocate, all the time I pondered my aching jaw, sex and simultaneous orgasms, the time I thought of her hair, pubic and otherwise, the time I debated the proper usage of fuck and the hours I pondered the delicate slit between her legs, the clock had only moved twice, once for thirty two minutes after the hour and once again for thirty.