Carlasaid she was going to stand at the side of the toilet bowl with her back tothe cubicle next door and I should drop my pants and sit on the toilet... Mycock would not go down and I had to press it down between my legs. Sheconfessed that her heart was pumping like mad with anticipation. The dooralso had a small hole which looked out to the entrance and with carefulplanning you could assess your future next door neighbor and, I presumed,eliminate the old age pensioners.There were steps on the. But after seven years of marriage, they were on the rocks for reasons that were none of my business and that I wouldn’t learn of until much later.One night they had invited me to dinner at their house and afterward, we were sipping cocktails in the living room and the talk turned to favorite movies. This was in the time of VCR tapes, before DVD or other technology and it was a big deal to have a tape library. They spoke of a movie they loved, something I had never heard of and now forget, and. Later youcompliment me. Tell me what a good boy I have been and that with practice Icould get very good at reaming your anus. And because of this it is time for myreward. You return to the cat and twist and push it a little and then I feelyou removing it slowly. A very strange feeling and when it is gone I feel emptyand almost want it back. You move the tails over my body, over my balls and mystill hard penis, up my stomach and over my nipples that are so sensitive now.Then you stop and take it. ‘I’d beat the shit out of your fat ass if I thought you could hook up with her. But I don’t even think you could if she was piss drunk!’ The group of people around the two grew to about ten. ‘Come on man, you know she doesn’t even drink,’ replied Justin. ‘Besides, I wouldn’t even want to just ‘hook up’ with her. She deserves a lot better than that.’ Eric looked taken aback, but the beer got the better of him and he let out another drunk laugh. ‘Come on man, quit talking like a bitch. You and I.