I called Fred over and told him that when she came in just tell her that I said, "Yes". "Fred if you fuck this up, I'll be the one to cut your balls o...f. Just give her this number and tell her I said yes. Nothing more, nothing less." I wrote my number on a card and handed it to him. I finished my drink and left. I didn't go back to the bar for a week. Every day I waited for her call and every night the dreams grew more intense. Then after about a week it came. I had been sipping a drink. So was Herb. He laid on top of me with his cock still in me, warm cum running down my ass crack, trying to catch his breath.His cock was becoming flaccid and slipping out of my cum filled asshole, we both moved up on the bed and he laid his head on my shoulder as I put my arm around him. Nothing was said for awhile and then Herbie asked,"You ready for another scotch?"I was, and I told him so. We didn't bother getting dressed, we sat in the armchairs, sweaty and naked, sipping our drinks,. Her long legs were strong. She had big calves and thick, strong, yet soft looking thighs. Her stomach was fleshy without being fat, and her chest too was fleshy, and also robust. Her breasts were broad but not large and they stuck straight out. But they were also soft and they jiggled when she moved. Berkeley was looking at her as she stood in his living room. Jodi and Maryam had brought her over to meet him. Maryam stood there in her jeans and t-shirt. Jodi was wearing her svelte dark blue. Closer by, he felt Kira's concern. Readying the same knotting and binding sorcery which had served him so well in the past, McAllister began his advance.The nameless one advanced also. He bent a knee, and seized the mace lying between them with his left hand. "I feel..." he said, though what he felt, he did not say. Meeting McAllister's eyes, the other touched the mace to the blood from his ruined face.He drew breath, and screamed in triumph and exultation. The other stood then, injuries and.