He was a good-looking kid that couldn't have been more than twenty years old (I was thirty-five) and I wondered what a kid like that would be doing in...a porn theater. I mean, he should have been out fucking a cheerleader or something!Since the blowjob was finished and the two guys got up and left, I turned my attention back to the movie. I kneaded my cock in my pants and prepared to cum in my underwear when I noticed motion from the kid beside me. When I turned to glance at him, he had his cock. " Louise smiled as she laid on top of the bed inonly the bikini. She had one thought as she took Jason by the hand andpulled him on top of her own body. "Now if this works, I'll be out of myslave contract at this place forever." "That was the best night of sex I ever had." Jason said, rolling over. A pairof painted hands reached across an empty bed, and a feminine face lookedup. "Louise? What's wrong with my voice?" As Jason brushed off the covers and found himself in a dress only onething came. I wondered if they'd broken any glass or sabotaged the watering, but it seems they were intent on the turbines, at least at first. Anyway, what's with you?" It seems I have a fractured skull. They scanned me and I don't seem to have any haemorrhaging, but they want me in until at least tomorrow afternoon to check for concussion, The other bits are bruised where it seems they were kicking me, but nothing broken." Well, don't worry about the place. Elaine is going to help me out. I'll see you. He grinned to himself. Few operators would have spent the time to clean a rear window on a scorching day like this. And he wasn't eager to improve the visibility of that glass.As he headed back out onto the freeway, he was thankful that he had no glass in the sides of this salesman's special wagon. He had to wait on traffic for a while, before he could get into the flow of the slow lane. While his rear wheels were still in the driveway of the service station, a motorcycle patrolman swerved in.