My hands continue down his water-slickened skin to his navel. My sight, however, is on the prize beneath: his strengthening cogstem. My fingers breach...his pubic hair and I make contact with the root of his robust stem…. A heavy splash of water breaks my spell. Warner, now laughing, has spat a mouthful of water at me! He leaves me beneath the spigot, retrieves his loxxet and steps into it. I stretch my sleepover on a bench. “Maybe we can talk for a while.” I leave room for him. “Then we’ll. We had a long family talk.Then I said, "We are going to tell the folks at the Labor Day party. I was hoping you could be here. Maybe you can join us by video. The party is going to be late; you and Mindy should be up by then."We ended the call with a time to call on Labor Day so Jake and Mindy could be in on the announcement.We went to the Inn for a private meal. It was Friday night; we had two more nights together as a group. After the dinner we were going to have private time together - no. Kate's daydream was interrupted as she exited the interstate highway onto Washington Avenue, an arterial road through a bad part of town a few blocks from the police station. As she waited at a red light, waving a scruffy weirdo with a begging cup away from her window, Kate noticed a slim young black man pass her on the right side riding a bicycle. She squinted at the distinctively marked blue and black bicycle, immediately recognizing it as police property, the sort of vehicle used by the bike. “You might just be a keeper,” said Jack.“Are you versatile or a top or bottom?” asked Claudia.“I’m versatile Claudia, always have been,” I responded.“Jack, do you think he could handle your nice large cock?” asked Claudia.“I hope so sweet heart,” replied Jack.I began to look around the room and I could see that Louis had lowered the lights and that many of the guests had moved from the couch to the beds in both suites. It was hard to tell exactly who was with who but in the two beds I could see.