I myself turned to my messy and unmade bed. Music! It fucking hit me. The amplifier and DAC for my sound system had been in that walk-in closet. They ...ere gone. The speaker wire from my speakers still ran across the room and ended in nothing. The gold fiber was naked and exposed at the tip of the pink cable. They are only doing their job. They achieved their assignment’s objective. I was the only one who cared about the music. I put down my frustration to grab that young staffer in a demure. No quick exchange, no matter how hard we are both driving towards an end neither wants, but his endurance is what I dream of when I dream of sex. A man, a true man. Born of fire and given to me as a gift. That is what he is a gift. His lips taste mine with a raw energy that makes me whimper. Again my tongue brings me the taste of heaven. Is that what this is? An Absinthe dream. I have heard the rumors that such is possible, but did I at last consume enough of the Libation of Life to have one.. However, the way the redhead was sucking on his cock as if his cum was the nectar of the gods, he didn't know if he'd be able to get away, or if he'd even want to.He tried to recall the details of his day that led to this point but the slurping sounds and the moan from the girl currently engulfing his rod made the details fuzzy. The college water-polo player knew he had been at the beach, and he remembered that there was someone having difficulties in the water. It was rather stupid of him to. As the day went on we began texting back and forth almost relentlessly. We decide to meet up after all our classes to go to a movie. I find her waiting for me back at the class we share and take her to my car to go on our little date. We are kind of quite on the ride over and even going into the theater but during the movie I make the cheesey mive of yawning to put my arm around her. She leans in close to me then looks up at me in such a way I lean in for a kiss. As soon as lips touch the movie.