I had found a comfy place in the bushes in this park. Today was one of the better days to live on the streets, I decided as I stretched myself. Maybe ... would even be lucky and the nice guy was working in the bakery today. He usually gave me a free coffee and sometimes even food that had turned out too bad to sell.The feeling of being watched was there again. I had had it over the last week and I turned around. Some guy walking his dog, some kids on the playground and a woman crossing the park.. “May I get up please Ma’am?” “Of course you may.” Holding his penis and looking down at his legs Miles muttered, “M... may I offer you my thighs?” He wanted to make a gift of himself and would have felt devastated if it was rejected. “Thank you; I would like that very much,” came the polite response. The pillow taken off the piano stool and Miles was sat down on the padded leather with his thighs horizontal and his knees slightly parted. “How many?” Mrs. Dupree asked. “As many as you like. Standing at the top of the stairs holding the other two black guys is Karl. Karl has a hold of them by a foot, one from each of them. Once the scrap is over Karl descends the stairs dragging the two fellows behind him. I watch with much amusement as their respective heads bounce off each tread. Damn fine human being that Karl. Heads turn as people hear see me coming. A crowd has gathered on the porch now. The five young men who helped Angie’ mom have been joined by three of their friends. One. 25 years is quite a decent chunk these days I think, especially bearing in mind that we both consider our partnership as still getting better, in every respect.At has been a long journey, with the usual ups and down but hey, we are still together which I guess means that we both managed to continue to make a effort towards each other.Our sex life is and has always been the most phantastic I can possibly imagine and in 25 years you do have plenty of time to find out what really tickles you.