"Especially no, with that tub of lard you have been working with for the past few weeks." You owe me," I said. I couldn't believe I was turning in the...one thing I had over her."You're serious?" Liz said, closing the door.I tried to get up again but reluctantly fell backward. "Yes!"Liz had a big smile on her face. "Let me get this straight - you will never bring it up again, and we are even if I do this?"Again I shook my head. "Yes!" Shake!" Liz said, leaning down and extending her hand.I shook. She quickly graduated to using a cane. Her stay there was also brief. When he visited her on the fifth day she had an announcement.“They evaluated me today, and they said I could leave tomorrow,” she told him. “They said they’d like for me to continue on an out-patient basis for a couple of weeks.”‘That’s great,” he answered, “and coming to the gym really is a good idea.”“Yeah, they said it’d be three times a week for a little while. They also said they were a little concerned about me living. My eyes were glued to his cock. I remember that cock quite well, and I really wanted to feel it again."Shayla? Did you hear me? Can I have a copy?" Ian asked."Um, yeah. Okay. Whatever." I answered, still transfixed on Ian's erection.I kneeled at his feet and said "but I'm getting something in return," and I started sucking his cock before he could respond. He grabbed me by the hair and rammed his cock into my throat. I think we both wanted it more than either of us would admit. I wanted more. I'm not working on any records or trying to prove anything. It's all about the sights, sounds, and the people I meet along the way."Well we need to get on the road," the older guy said to break the tension again. I watched as he pulled something from his pocket. On closer inspection I saw that it was a driver's license, a credit card, and a few bills all held together by an couple of inch wide loop of bicycle inner tube. Now that sure as hell beat my wallet. Even though the wallet was purchased.