”“Go out?”“Yeah I figure you owe me a drink, the work I’ve put into your trousers, and you don’t even have enough to pay me.”She gives m... a frosty stare, but thankfully breaks into that lovely giggle. She jots down a number on a card and passes it to me.“Next Monday at seven. Do not be late.”****Fate is a fickle beast, sometimes it bites you on the bum, other times it turns out to be your saving grace. I’m so glad it took me into Jacob’s that day, otherwise I would not have met the gorgeous. She told me that she dropped on her knees and pulled his cock out and sucked on it. I don’t know if he came or not. I hope so though. I was just about to kiss the neighbor when they came back in the door. They looked like they had been up to something, but denied it. We got the fire going, and he and the neighbor went to a store for some stuff. Larry commented that “someone will be on someone’s face by the time we get back”. Dee and I started making out while they were gone and as Larry. No plans for the night—it was storming pretty hard, and I was bored. I jumped up from the couch, and tossling Dustin's hair, just said “let's go down stairs”. He hesitated for a moment, figuring I assumed what that meant. We get down to the basement and I grab a beer from the mini-fridge. I look over at Dustin and ask him how many push-ups could he do. Replying he didn't know, I ordered him to drop, and start. He wasn't really in the mood I guess, but did so anyway. As he began, I reach into. When we crossed into Mexico it must have been past nine o’clock at night. We all felt an excitement and giddiness and a bit of nervousness. As we drove into San Luis we came to a part of town that looked like it was right out of a western movie. The buildings were old and looked like they were about to fall apart. I almost expected to see horse hitches in front of the buildings. When we parked and entered one of the buildings it was like entering a western saloon. There were people all around.