Ricardo’s mind screamed at him in exasperation. “Who the fuck cares?! So it’s half! Who the fuck cares?!” What could he possibly do with such ...nowledge? And yet, Ricardo was tortured by a recurring nightmare. He was with Diego, and the former compadre still had his wrists and ankles shackled, but in the dream the man also moved about easily as he talked. And Ricardo could never quite see how Diego managed that trick.“157,” Diego said smiling in the dream. “Don’t you see, boss? The number is. It was acceptable for less senior boys to use the facility if needs must, but it was frowned upon and a detailed explanation was required should the junior user be caught leaving by a senior. It usually ended with a slap across the back of the head and a warning not to get caught in there again.So, I decided to take a look at this forbidden zone and let myself in, making my way to the furthest stall and locking the door.Trouser at knee and unbuttoned to the neck, I began the ritual of. I had pretty good control most of the time. It was just orgasms that were tricky. I had a feeling that bringing him home would push my limits. Of course, even knowing that a girl can only hold out so long. It was only a matter of time before I let myself get carried away drinkwise. When 2 am rolled around, it was pretty clear to everyone there that I was going to need a taxi. That was when Ryan swooped me off my feet and carried me out to his car. I protested a little, but I didn’t really mean. I was trying to control my pounding heart. When my eyes focused on Steve, it was all I could do not to laugh.Laura was grabbing at my ass trying to get me off, while Steve stood in the kitchen door watching. He was also wearing a negligee that probably cost more than I made during the entire last week. Worst of all he looked better in it than either Laura or I would have. I suppose that it was a bad sign since I noticed him more as a woman than as a man.Steve was slim and yes even shapely. He.