Every dime he acquired was fucking earned. It seemed like he never won a bet or could succeed at card games. He’d never even gotten a break at a...horse race. He’d long since resigned himself to the reality that any wealth that came into his hands had to be earned the hard, old fashioned way. He re-filled his cup with more coffee and stared at the enigma in front of him. Should he bring it to a museum? Should he just open the fucking thing? Again he spoke to himself, quoting Eliot.. Now it was my turn again, my asshole still in pain from before and this cock was much thicker. He began by furiously fingering me but that stopped rather quickly as he wanted to show me I was his bitch. “Your gonna take my cock in that pussy of yours and your gonna beg for more. Tell me you want it…do it. Tell me” I told him what he wanted in a probably semi convincing manner. “I wanna feel that thick cock inside me, give it to me please” He didn’t waste anytime. He pushed into me without. The contraption was perfect height for Butch to reach my ass. He only had to poke once and it was in. Butch must of been around two years old I guessed but he sure had a large pecker. He was pounding me hard and I was sporting a hard on. I asked the doc to help me but he just watched the dog. I needed some help with my nut and soon. Butch had been pumping me very fast and shot in me. It was so warm and seemed to keep filling me up. The doctor was very happy and scooped up anything behind me. .. Well, five really, but that fifth day is a myth. Nobody starts anything new on Friday. They start leaving at noon on Friday.'But this coming business week doesn't start until NEXT Tuesday.'This is Friday. Shit. I was already starting to sweat. I was doing my figuring on my fingers.'Today doesn't count, nor Saturday, Sunday and Monday is a Legal Holiday. There's four days just waiting for the first one that counts!!!'Tuesday, one.'Wednesday, two.'Thursday, three.'Friday, doesn't count and.