My end of the bargain was to live free in their house, be available and willing and also be helpful around the place. That fit my budget and sexual ne...ds perfectly. I guess I became the original rent boy at that point. For nearly four years my sexual needs and energies were consumed with this arrangement. I was getting my brains fucked out three times a week. Both men were careful about who they brought in to our little group and many were straight married guys they knew from work. So. When I got back to the house I sat in my car for a good three hours before I went inside. Night was falling and I was dreading what was sure to come next. I would fight with sleep for hours before finally succumbing to it and entering some insane, new hell my mind would conceive for me that night. I groaned. I cried. I was so tired of this.I went inside. The house was so big and empty. Most of Mom’s furniture had been sold at the Estate Sale and I hadn’t bought any new furniture yet. I sat on. After I changed, I grabbed my keys and phone and took off.3rd Person Carter walks into the gym. He doesn't notice Ever at the treadmill and walks over to the bench press. It's 3:34. In the middle of Carter lifting weights, he hears yelling. He hasn't paid attention much, but upon hearing Ever's name he puts the weights down and sits up. Across the room is Ever, she and Carter make eye-contact, then she continues arguing with the gentleman in front of her. "You're making a scene Ever, just. Charlotte burst out laughing, "My God is he for real?" This isn't a regular evening," Jo nervously put forward not wanting to show herself as a prude."Good god no, Its just the Sarah effect," informed Jane, "she's very active, to say the least, but even she's outdone herself this time."No sooner as Jane had finished her utterance, the rhythmic sounds of sex could be heard reverberating through the ceiling above. Jo looked up, worried about the strength of the ceiling.She leaned back in her.