Danny reset the nav system, and in no time they reached the place. Parking was a bit tricky, but Danny solved that by parking the Mini at a gas statio... and giving the night shift guy twenty bucks as a bribe.The place was hopping, but they only had to wait for ten minutes before a table for two was available. Talk about authentic! They had to sit on cushions at a very low table. A pretty young woman who showed her North African ancestry waited on them and pretty soon they enjoyed a first course. It had been some kind of small hometown bank, then just sat empty for years. It had been rented out now and then as a temporary headquarters for everything from a national produce buyer, to a State Representative's campaign office.First of all I hired a structural engineer to inspect the building. He informed me, "They just don't build them like this any more and it's a damn good thing. The foundation is solid but the mechanicals are shot all to hell. The Elevator is toast and the roof. That as it turned out was a bad idea, at least the cops thought so: they busted me. The breathalyzer betrayed me at .12 blood alcohol. The jail turned out to be cold—fucking wonderful.One thing about being in the tank, I had time to think if not to drink. I took stock of my situation. My wife had screwed me over. I had a minimum wage job—with tips extra—yippie-i-oh-ky-ay! I had picked up a transsexual or whatever to date; and, I didn't even know it. Oh yeah, and I almost forgot: I'm in fucking. His cologne and sweat are almost equally as arousing. My deotorant is also all but gone and the sweat is pouring from my body as equally as it is theirs. I put my mouth on her hanging breast and its salty flavor makes me work my tongue up to her neck. I kiss her and kneed her left breast in my hand. Her body is constantly tense from the contractions that start in her pussy, working through her body. She can hardly kiss me because of her constant moans and fast breathing. I can tell he is.