I walked him straight to the dumpster and then picked him up as I said "In you go with the rest of the garbage" and I dropped him into the dumpster as...I said:"If you are smart you won't come back into the bar."I didn't go back in either because my good mood was gone. I went home to my apartment. Took a shower and went to bed.It was three days before I stopped in at the Onion again. And as usual Suzie had my vodka tonic sitting on the bar when I reached the barstool. She went to the cash. Fabian’s voice boomed in the large space as he shouted from another side and still Marcus didn’t hear it. They had just played the last game of the regular season against Indianapolis and were both showering the grime from the game. It was a close game, but the Cougars managed take the Colts down late in the third and come ahead 30-27. He turned in the shower and let the scorching water run down his back, soothing a deep red mark that was bound to turn into a large bruise. It was from a bone. ‘See you around sometime,’ Joe said to her, trying to get a handle on himself. ‘Yeah, see you around,’ Joy whispered to herself. For Joe, sometime would be six hours later at the party his fraternity was having at the frat house. Joy’s roommates had talked her into attending the frat party with them telling her she would grow roots if she didn’t get out some. What they hadn’t told her was that Joe was a member of the fraternity . They knew she was seriously crushing on him and after watching. Even when, to keep themfrom feeling "cold" she'd heat them in warm water or first push them upinside her before pushing them inside me. It helped but it wasn't thesame."That's it my girl. That's it. Feel that cock inside your mouth. Tasteit. Savor it. You feel how hot that is? You feel him throb on yourtongue? Yes, you do. You feel that. Good girl. Good girl. You're doingthat, my love. You're making him throb. Yes, you are. Those beautifullips of yours are making him pulse. That.