This story could be listed either as Romance or Non Erotic, it isn’t a sexy story, in fact it is rather bittersweet. The idea for the story came whi...e the author had the tune Come back to Sorrento rattling around in his mind. Verses of the song are inserted in places. The characters and the story are fiction, and do not reflect the conduct of any person, living or dead. The character Harlequin is based on a very quiet man the author was privileged to know and work with, who slowly, ex-soldier. "And King, one of them, said "Okay, we are going to our office and Junior is left here with you because he is off duty." I just nodded and they leave.Junior was 21 that time, 6ft and has a muscular body. I can see always a big tent on his pants whenever we met.It was quarter to 4 in the afternoon when I woke up. I was froze in my sleeping position when I saw Junior wet and naked searching on his drawer for his clothes. My heart beat raced like I'm running. I'm so fool that I make a move, he saw. "Drink" She commandedTed slurped it out, crying while he did."Please…just let me cum ounce" SHUT YOU FUCKING MOUTH" She SaidShe grabbed his hair and lifted him up a bit. She spit in his face before shoving his face in the bowl. She stood him up and began stroking again. This time faster and harder."What you doing down there" A female Voice SaidDown came a tall woman, with huge tits, a shapely body and smooth skin. She was white, blond, and tall with big blue eyes. Her hair was big, tits were. ” I said.Grandpa was shaking his head in the affirmative as I finished my statement then added, “He’s brought me there many times as well. So now we have something more in common as we have had the same cock bringing us to our apogee.”Amid our exchange, we heard Eugene yell out, “I’ve got something big, and I’m gonna need some help!”Grandpa and I went running towards him and saw that his pole was bent over quite dramatically. I grabbed the net as Grandpa asked, “How far out is it, Eugene?” just.