He told me he knew just what to do and to give him a day to work on something fun. On Friday, he told me to stop by his house, because he had the cure...for Saturday. I did, after work. I didn't stay long but he handed me two tickets to the Patriots game. The seats and parking were what he called VIP and luxury. He also told me to be at the place I met him, which was at Harry’s hot tub (see my story Hot tub). It was perfect. I love that hot tub. I love Joe as well and Harry is a cool guy, so I. You know... I didn't make him wear a condom, I was afraid any variation from what we did might make it not work, and I figured that once I was into this I really wanted it to work, what with all the nakedness, and sex, and all... "I admit that it was a bit thrilling to have this strange male cumming in me. His body tensed and he gasped as he shot his cum into me. It looked like he was having a seizure or something, his face was bright red and he was breathing so heard I was really worried for a. I mean, was I really back in 1877, or just dreaming it while passed out on an airplane hurtling towards the ground? Juanita’s arrival with a steaming cup of strong coffee broke my mood.“Good morning Tyler, how did you sleep?” she asked sweetly.I looked up at her and smiled. She looked entirely too gorgeous for this early in the morning.“I didn’t sleep well at all, Nita,” I mock complained. “All night, for some reason, I dreamed of sweet-lipped señoritas forcing me to kiss them.”She laughed. It wasn't working, as it was almost too small for my big hands. I tried a one handed grip and leveled the pistol at the target. I fired a round and hit a little high as the pistol jumped a little. I adjusted the firmness of my grip and fired a second round. That one was better. I then emptied the clip and the spread was not one of my best.I set the pistol down and took off the ear mufflers. Audrey removed hers and said, "That is good shooting." Not really but since I had never fired that type.