I was shooting for funny, but only reached irritating. Bill assured you that the truck was sanitized, and no trace of drugs remained," Al reminded him..."I know," Caleb brooded. "I still need an old truck," he continued. "I can't go to some of the places that I go in that F-250. It would be stripped the first time I stopped for a pit stop." Well, you have the bank account to buy an old vehicle. You should see what you can find," Al advised."I think I will," Caleb mused, driving aimlessly. "Maybe. That got me a bit of a look. While Gort was a hell of a lot more open minded about roles within our community, he was still a traditional when it came to cooking. He could grill meat over a fire, but in his mind, don’t ever ask him to make a meal. Even so, his little flare up vanished quickly. Regardless of what he felt, Gort knew that I would do the same for him and for anyone else in my community if it was needed, and I was the chief. He just nodded his understanding and he went off to do was. What are your names I asked. Corey the suited one pointed to himself and the thug one name was DeShawn. Corey asked me when was the last time I had a dick in me. As we walked inside the bar. I told him the truth about a month. Corey said those woman was cock blocking no more of that. I knew I wanted to get condoms from the store. I know how a tight pussy can make a man cum really fast and I could end up with a baby. How am I suppose to explain that to my girlfriend. They both said no,. I was so tempted to kiss her, but didn’t want to disturb the rest I figured she needed. Swinging out of bed, I opened the doors and stepped onto the balcony. The ocean’s surface sparkled in the sunrise. The beach was practically empty save for a few strollers and joggers. Seagulls squawked and the ocean breeze blew by, filling the fresh air with its own special music. Best of all, the waves looked great, four-footers at least, and curled just right for bodysurfing. And it was still low tide. .