" He smiled sheepishly."You need some help? They're pretty bad down near the tavern where they get a lot of travel and, of course, where the stage goe... through." No, no. There's still plenty of Clagetts about. Just have to round up a few and get going, that's all. I'll get Mose over there in Lem's house to come help. He owes me a favor. Him and one of Philip's boys can do it in three or four days I think." I don't know. Ditches look pretty bad down there near the courthouse, all clogged with. It was almost becoming an addiction. I would always wear thigh high hose or pantyhose under a pair of jeans with no socks and a pair of boat shoes or preppies as we used to call them. I was really getting into taking my jeans down and showing a guy what I had on and then having him shove his cock in my mouth. But because of being in a theater I would rarely take my jeans all the way off. Even if I was in an video booth at this place I wouldn't because they had removed the doors from the booths. Much bigger than me. He was always into weights for as long as I've known him. And although he had put on a little weight around the mid section he still has the great body every girls and gays in town would rave for. He was always a little brawny but clean and neat at the same time.I told him of my problem and said we can always go in the buff. "We've both seen each other before in the gym locker room" I said. "I do it all the time and it's much less confining." He looked around to see just. ." one of my hallway rescuers interjected beforeI could even comprehend what this black man with nostrils flaring andblood shot eyes had even said."Fucking shut up! I'm not talking to you boi."There was silence for the briefest of moments and a voice croaked,"...help from behind the open doorway."Kristal?" I called out."Who the fuck are you? Get the hell out of here before I call security todrag your ratty ass out of here. Take your bois there with you..."I turned to look at the two men.