.. forever.I could describe Carcosa at great length, but for a succinct explanation here is the site description that I recently wrote for the Nevada ...host Towns historical website. For many years I kept my 'discovery' of this site secret, but the location was gaining notoriety in other ways so in the end I needed to stand up and shout out my discovery. Ah, vanity!Carcosa - Lost high up in the mountains southeast of Pinoche and Caliente, near Hali Lake. It's a tough location to reach at close. "We just have to check it out, that's all." "Oh, I hate it!" Joan cried. "I just hate it!" "Well, I'm going to bed," Jill said, quickly undressing and putting a large t-shirt on. Going to the door to the bathroom, she cautiously opened it, relieved to find it unoccupied. She entered and quickly sat down on the toilet to pee, sighing with relief as the pent-up stream hissed into the water below. Suddenly the opposite door opened and Bill stepped halfway into the room before realizing that. When this omission is pointed out to her, the parrot drains its glass and bawls “And get me another coke dogface!” Quite upset, the girl comes back shaking with another coke but still no coffee.Unaccustomed to such slackness the man tries the parrot’s approach. “I’ve asked you twice for a coffee! Go and get it now you old goat!”The next moment both he and the parrot have been wrenched up and thrown out of the emergency exit by two burly stewards. Plunging downwards the parrot turns to him and. "Not knowing how else one was supposed to act, I got up and shook his hand. Looking back I guess it might have looked ridiculous, a naked man with a raging hardon shaking hands with a biker in the middle of a sex shop. He shook my hand and then pulled me to him, kissing me gentley on the mouth. His beard was scratchy, but his kiss was every bit as gentle as a womans first nervous kiss. After a moment my lips parted and his tongue found mine.Then his hand found my cock and started to slowwly.