What’s your excuse?”“I sleep straight as a board.” I pointed out, standing up and dusting myself off. “And that’s a rare find. When you’...e married in the future to Carson or whoever, you’re going to find out just how few guys are actually pleasant to sleep next to.”Molly’s smile turned into a half-smug half-guilty one as she chewed on my words. “Yeah. Carson. About him.”I almost leapt where I stood. “You didn’t.”Molly scratched the back of her neck compulsively and laughed nervously. “No, I. We would continue to do things as two couples and on some occasions to pull off a cheap weekend trip even shared rooms, it became almost non eventful for us to see each other in our underwear or catch a glimpse of nudity as we shared rooms.Well the friendship continued like this for a few years, trips continued, some sleepovers, etc. On one occasion john and me had gone out very late for a bachelor party, I told him to stay at our house cause it was late and we were quite drunk. Well he slept. For Mum and us kids, this visit was to another world, galaxies away from the Lyons Tea House, High Street ‘Betty’s’, or the fab Wimpy which had recently opened where the trolley buses stopped at the bottom of Wimbledon Hill. The parking area was full of trucks and the outside toilets were smelly, as if something had crawled in there, died and gradually fossilising. ‘This is a good sign,’ Dad jollied us, referring to the parking rather than the ablution block, ‘All these truck drivers know the. She was rubbing my erect cock like a mad horny bitch. And I was too erect and ready to explode now. She then came closer to me and whispered in my ears that she knows that I am awake and I should enjoy more with her. But I still kept my eyes shut. After few minutes she removed her hands from my cock and there was no movement what so ever. I still didn’t open my eyes and kept sleeping. After few minutes I felt my Bermuda and underwear was being lowered down.After some seconds I felt something.