The new years eve's years ago when the half-pissed bus conductors would walk up the aisle, a glass of whisky in one hand and a tray in the other shout...ng "nae tickets" and getting themselves and the driver their beer money, but above all the sheer, unadulterated zest for living shown by the average Glaswegian.In case you haven't yet got the message, I consider Glasgow to be second only to Belfast on my list of the world's greatest and most maligned cities and believe me, I've visited more than. There was a bathroom off the rec room and Trent excused himself to it while Dakota laid out her school books. He had the tiny vial of fluid in his pocket and applied it sparingly after splashing some water on his face. Here I go, he told himself, taking a deep breath.The basement was divided into two rooms, one a laundry room and the other the rec room. The rec room was small, with the bathroom right at the base of the stairs, which were against the left wall. A home entertainment system was. He found the face he was looking for and waved her over. ‘Antonia, this is Celeste. Celeste, this is dessert, I mean Antonia.’ Celeste bypassed Antonia’s proffered handshake, and hugged her tightly. She whispered, ‘I cannot wait to get between your thighs.’ ‘It will be an adventure, for both of us.’ Her relatives grew tired of waiting, and shouted to Antonia that breakfast was waiting for them at their villa. They took her, Celeste and Frank by the arms and dragged them through the baggage area. I was a flasher, true. But, I had never had sex with a woman. I was a virgin. My only sex partner was my hand. Now, her hand wrapped around my cock was the first time that anyone, since my mother, (changing my diapers) had ever touched my dick. Many women had seen it, and some had even seen me come, but no one had ever touched it. No one, certainly, had ever said that they wanted to suck it. “God,” I whispered, “That feels so good.” “Your cock is.