After all, this is the first time they're performing a ritual detailed in the Stonehenge book: an ancient text uncovered from the famous monolith ston...s six years ago.However, some can't help but feel some expectation because it's been six years - time lost to research that may as well not exist given the secrecy required. Just the thought of this not producing a peep of result, even as a matter of failure, makes many sweat on the possibility they've been duped.Cracks in their synchronization. It pays one hundred and fifty dollars an hour, one hundred for you and fifty for the agency.’ ‘Wow!’ I said gleefully. ‘A hundred dollars an hour for me for doing what I love to do for as many men as I can already? That sounds wonderful, Ron.’ I jumped up in his arms and kissed him like I saw my mother do so many times before. And when I did, I felt his softening cock touch my little asshole that was craving Ron’s cock from my jerk off sessions with my vibrator already. The big head of it felt. The women he had met last night, although he wouldn?t dare guesstheir age, had been anything but elderly. It was just another contradiction toadd to the list. Andy finished his coffee and, waving goodbye tothe girl, went back outside to his car. For a moment or two he sat in thedriver?s seat, looking again at the photo. Was last night real or a dream? Commonsense told him it was a dream but the aches and bruises all over his batteredbody told him otherwise. Shrugging off his thoughts he opened. All we need now is for Matthew to try and get a hold of me again. Since he didn’t see me, see him with her, I’m sure he’ll try to text me again. I have no doubts. The plan is set, the dinner is over and Edward is bringing me back home. He asks to change at my place, before work. He stays for about twenty minutes, before kissing me goodnight. I’m in a pretty good mood, given all that has happened tonight. Early the next morning my phone is buzzing. A new text from Matthew. It is the same.