“I ran the shit out of him so he’d want to drink that water,” he snickerd.Bobby Blue very noisily drank the water like he was dying of thirst. E...ic and I laughed.“Now I hope his dick get hard. I’m going to take him upstairs and talk her into fucking the dog, I’ll leave door open and I want you to see this. Just listen out, come upstairs, give me an hour.” he chuckled.I smoked and listen to music. About forty minutes passed until I heard a high pitch female voice, “saying what is wrong with. She just said he’s missing but I know she suspects foul play. I’m so worried myself. This is going to be a personal matter for me. I need to see Claire right away.’ ‘I’ll come with you.’………………………………. Park Avenue Home of Rev Victor Marshall, 8am Claire Marshall was wearing a fur coat, to keep warm inside her home. The fireplace wasn’t working and the whole house felt like an igloo. She sat, frozen, on an armchair in front of the fireplace, staring at staring at nothing. She had sat on that chair. You undo my tie and then unbutton my shirt and you caress your chest with your hands and then start to kiss it. You feel my trousers and you can feel me springing to life and beginning to bulge through my trousers as you undress me. You walk you over to the bed as you are undoing my trousers and pull them off before laying me on the bed in only my boxers. You kiss me on the lips and then kiss your way down my body until you reach the top of your boxers. You kiss your way down my thighs and. I coughed, trying my best to keep quiet. I thought about that nights dance she did for me. * * * * * * * * * * * * * I was sitting at a horse shoe booth in the back of the club, I was finishing off my second screwdriver. The booth had curtains that you could close for privacy and was lit by a small ceiling lamp that hung down just a few feet above the table. Desire had been alerted by the bartender that I was there and wanted to have drinks with her. I had seen many dancers go to these booths.