He said in a semi sarcastic tone. My mind started racing with the possibilities of what might happen if I agreed.He glanced at me very seriously, tell...ng me he could do the same.“Well, you go first”. I said in a defiant voice.He replied walking towards the pool. I watched as he dropped his shorts exposing the massive black dick that swung between his legs before jumping into the pool.I quickly removed my clothes and jumped into the pool. I swam towards him underwater getting another look at his. Her room littered with torn teddy bear parts, cut pictures, and a ripped school jacket.“I love what you've done with your room sis, modern tantrum. You should see about minoring in Interior Decorating. What the hell happened?” Aribella exclaimed.“That mother fucker, Darrel, that's what, Ari,” was Shelia’s explanation.Ari sat on the bed. “Please continue.”“Darrel was arrested for attempting to buy ten pounds of weed and possession of a controlled substance with intent to sell.” Shelia stated. A man sat on a bench masturbating. A woman was on her knees giving a blowjob to her husband on their front porch.They continued to drive and the more they drove, the more sexual stuff they saw. They came to a stoplight and Ryan looked over at yoga studio. The yoga must have ended, because now it was several couples engaging in sex in the studio. Ryan locked eyes with a woman bent over near the window, her boobs against the glass as she was being fucked from behind. She gave him a quick wink and. Puzzledby his ennui, I wondered with alarm whether his mood was the precursorof one of his lapses into the habit, which I abhorred, of dulling hissenses by the injection of Cockaigne. I had never understood why sogreat a mind required such unwonted solace that could surely neversatisfy his need for intellectual stimulation."Things cannot be so bad, Holmes," I opined."Worse, far worse," was Holmes's lament. But then, just as I wasexpecting a litany of further complaint, the great detective.