As he pulled out he had a huge smile on his face that obviously meant he’d enjoyed it. Without stopping, my wife told Rodney that it was his turn to...fuck her in the arse, just as long as he lubed up first. She rolled off him and Rodney went to work lubing up his monster. “How do you want to fuck me Rodney” she asked? “On all fours with Rodney taking you doggy” I said, this was still as much my fantasy as hers after all. Rodney obliged and stood over her little white asshole ready to stretch it. She was a married woman, but unhappy, and on the many occasions we spent sat chatting whilst on the evening shift she regularly told me that she just doesn't get what she wants at home. After a few months of what started out as harmless flirting things began to progress and it was on an evening when we had already let the staff go home and we were in the progress of shutting up shop and setting the alarms that things really started to hot up, this particular evening the shutters wouldn't come. Surely that would have defeated the objective of the game.“I’m afraid I have to pass that one,” I said. It met with a chorus of boos.“That is surely cheating,” Andriy taunted, clearly disappointed, and Lev was nodding in agreement. The girls told them that according to the rules everyone could pass once.“I don’t agree with that rule at all,” Lev raised his voice. He spoke little and seldom but when he did he had a certain authority in his voice that held everybody’s undivided attention on him.. A./alcoholics'-anonymous, & sometimes n.a./narcotics-anonymous twelve-steps-&-twelve-traditions self-help-recovery-program meetings without somebody else breathing some, or such funk in my face whereas one's breath can, or could possibly become, or be just as much as threatening as a fist, hah-hah, heh-heh, yeah, just that damn bad, …& then I try to stop off at a comic-book-store as I myself am still into comics, yeah I know that being of the question could possibly be asked "what is a grown-up.