"Too drunk are you Tom to actually get up and get the beer yourself", the woman replied as she moved her bulk, for she knew she was a touch overweight... "You're the closest you silly cunt, just chuck me a fucking can". Although the language sounded rough, it was said with no malice for it was the standard way of conversation in this rough neighbourhood. The can of beer sailed through the air and despite the position of the receiver the can was caught with the same professionalism as he once. We get started early Friday evening and literally don't get out of bed until Monday morning - apart from to use the bathroom or to eat - when we are both absolutely fucked.For a while we would finish our first fuck session by about 4am on Saturday morning and then sleep a few hours before going at it again after some breakfast. However, every few weeks we would be woken at 9 or 10 by none other than the Jehovahs Witnesses trying to convert us. I'd always answer the door in just a pair of silk. Stephie and I are obviously done, at least as far as I can tell. Anna Wilson is interested, but I’m not, really. Anala is an enigma, almost as much as I am, but I’m not worried about her. And you know that Kara’s about as far out of the picture as she could possibly be.”“Now I know you’re not sitting around celibate, but I think this is the first time in a long time that you haven’t had someone close to you to be with all the time, and yet, you seem calm and comfortable. Who’s providing the. As he kissed Lance and let his new tongue ring play over Lance's tongue, he felt defeated. Maybe he really was destined to be a sissy girl. Maybe he was more girl now than boy! Maybe there was nothing he could do to stop this fate. Inside Chad was ready to cry but on the outside all he could do was hold tightly to Lance and kiss him over and over. He was now permanently bonded to Lance and Lance was now everything to him.Lance looked at this little sissy. In the space of a week, this former.