We have set up this meeting over the last two weeks and feel it will be an exciting, rewarding night. Last Tuesday we talked on the phone for the firs... time. I called her and we spent some time getting used to each other's voice then, when I asked what she was wearing, she told me 'nothing' and that she was in her bedroom, on her bed, the lights off except for a glow coming from a crack through the bathroom door. I moved to my bed and got comfortable. We began talking about each other's bodies,. .. I've been keeping track with these little clay pieces. Every time another complainer stops and complains about the taxman I stick another piece in this clay bottle. I even pressed the kings ring on the clay pieces."She shook it ... it barely rattled it was so full.Very patiently, Tim explained, "the taxman IS collecting twice ... but the king's storehouse only gets the first collection. You need to talk to the king ... oh mighty sage." He cracked up."I tried, the taxman says he's not. He giggled and said, ’Is that all you’ve got?’I shut him up with a sharper nip and dropped to my knees. I unbuckled his belt, undid the fly and reached inside for my prize. His cock stood straight out and I took it in my hand looked up at him and said, ‘I’ll show you what I’ve got,’ and slid my lips over his cock. I heard him say ‘AAAhhh’ and I began to tease him with my tongue and lips. I slid my tongue over the head and he twitched as I pushed the cock upwards and flicked the sensitive little. Dylan decided that it would be fun to involve moremates in another game of strip poker. After a few phone calls, it wasarranged and we all met at Dylan's, six of us: Josh, Jake, Veon, Sam,Dylan and myself. Just the six of us, no girlfriend allowed. We drank beer,ate pizza and stayed up doing generally lad things. By eleven we were allpretty drunk and getting quite boisterous."Hey" said Dylan casually. "Anybody up for a game?" What's that then?" said Veon."Strip poker," said Dylan, raising an.