No shit! I picked up at several different ocean-front estates and drove some mighty fancy cars. Most of the rides were the same - pick them up sober a...d polite, bring them home all sloshed and sloppy with similar characteristics; rudeness, nastiness, loudness and a high degree of horny, mostly of the soon-to-cum-by-masturbation variety. I watched my p's and q's and quietly collected the cash.Not that some of the rich babes didn't get my juices flowing, they most certainly did but I kept it in. And that damn “thing” in that room had to be the absolute cause of it, and in the morning she’d have to tell her husband about it. He needed to know this! To write it down! Take full note that somehow someway whatever had happened tonight caused her to feel this way! As she sipped the final bit of her brew and became relaxed enough from it’s affects that she to went to bed.Sometime that early morning he awoke first and his wife laying beside him was twisting and churning and in some deep state. In the same month, the bar I worked at closed and I was left unemployed. Joe didn't seem to mind, but it bugged me not being able to help with rent. I tried to carry my weight by cooking, cleaning, and even doing some gardening on Joe's tiny yard. His house is small and a little dated, but has a lot of charm. The first day I moved in, we made a point to fuck in every room.After our initial honeymoon phase of living together, things were a little weird. Joe is messy and sort started expecting I. Let me get Susan who can come with us and be your personal guide.”At that point, Susan happened to be just a few feet away. Bryon motioned to her and explained that they were going to give Carl and Janet a tour of the home. He suggested that since Janet had already seen most of the lower level that perhaps she could show Carl the lower level. He suggested that she show him his workshop and hobby area as well.Susan latched onto Carl’s arm and moved him off toward the areas that Bryon had.