My legs are weak beneath me and I am unable (or unwilling) to resist dropping to my knees.I look up to watch you strip out of your tee shirt and short.... My eyes wander over your gym-built body, from your powerful shoulders over your chiseled trunk and finally all the way down to your prodigious package that dangles long and thick just inches before my face.I ask you if I can touch it.You look down and say "yes".I reach out and take your stiffening cock in one as the other hand gently massages. But a weekend?"She's gonna call you," Jan said."Why?" I asked."'Cuz she's plannin' on my stayin' by myself this weekend. She says I'm sixteen and I should be okay." She trusts you," I said."I guess so," Jan said, kind of dejectedly. "I don't cause trouble. I don't go out. I've never had friends over. But I've never spent the weekend by myself." You don't have to spend the weekend by yourself, Jan. We can go do stuff. Take a road trip ourselves, you know."Jan smiled at me. "You don't get tired. ”“I suppose that’s all any of us can do, though obviously wife and mom for me and Jessica.”“How do you think she’s doing?”“I think, finally, everything is as it should be. I know that’s when you think things get craziest, but perhaps not this time.”“Because I’ve changed?”“That’s part of it. You came back from Japan a very different person - more focused, calmer, more thoughtful. And your second trip seems to have made the original profound effect even more heightened.”“So you agree with my. "Oh." Enemas take a few minutes. "She going that far?" Now?" Darla grunted, "You betcha. She's got nothing to lose. Everybody even knows the price list."Some guy named Pete won the hand; we all went into the next one without Pete and Luz, since Pete didn't feel like banking his fuck. He bent Luz over a barstool and went to town, taking over the racy background noise franchise from Cheryl and her customer, who had just finished up. Luz was just naturally louder, too, which ramped things up..