It was hard to hear what was being said, and hard to see as well. But when the man arresting the guy on the ground, looked up, their eyes met, and Ang...l’s eyes narrowed. She couldn’t be sure, but his appearance was very similar to the man at the club earlier that night.That’s when Rich’s truck pulled up in front of her, blocking her view of the scene.“Get in” he ordered sternly.Quickly obeying, Angel barely had the door shut behind her before Rich burned rubber out of the parking lot.+-+-+Back. Soon, I hear steps in the toilet and I am the only one here with closed, unlocked, doors. After a couple of seconds that seemed like an eternity, the doors of my stall open and there he is, Samer, still the most beautiful, most damn sexy guy I have ever met. He paused for a moment and then rushed in the stall locking the doors behind him. All of a sudden he is taking my shirt off and kissing my body, touching me, grabbing my chest. I feel his breathes as he secretly smells my skin while kissing. "Hey, looka here," Darryl laughs. He stands up and walks behind me, flips up the hem of the apron. "Little Limp Man." He pats my ass and pushes me forward onto the bed, my hands gripping the footboard. I feel him pulling my ass cheeks open. "Anybody want to fuck the faggot? He looks *good* in those heels, don't he?" He gives my balls a flick with his finger and I grunt from the sudden shock."Yo, Little Lim Man," Tyrel says. I turn to him. "Come clean me up." He's sitting on the easy chair I. We appeared outside a barrelhouse someplace south of Memphis in the Mississippi Delta, that flat flood plain that stretches from just south of Memphis to just past Vicksburg, Mississippi. The area is a warren of dirt roads and crossroads juke joints. She couldn't or wouldn't tell me exactly where we were ... and I'm not sure she knew but the music coming out the door was raw and heartfelt.Howlin' Wolf - One Night Only read the hand scrawled poster just outside the door. October 15th 1930 was.