In its essentials it had not changed much…renovated with new wiring, heating and kitchen…the walls repaired but the dark wood trim was the same an... the layout familiar…the one bedroom now used for three young people instead of a new couple…Julia had her bed in the living room. Her bed (futon) also doubled as the apartment’s couch.I gave her a hug after we entered the apartment and she closed the door. It was not a “fatherly hug”…and neither was the kiss …we had dispensed with the pretense that. They were just standing there mesmerized watching Jennifer and Brittany bent over this desk getting their brains fucked out by these two black football players. The voyeurs were oblivious to anything else around them, maybe stoned but intently watching the sex scene in front of them. Soon I notice one of the four watching, a girl just to my right dressed, I think as “Alice in Wonderland,” and she had started rubbing her pussy. She did not reach under her dress or anything, she was rubbing it. ‘Try not to be shocked but I’ve got to straighten something,’ I said as I reached into my pants for my crotch. ‘It’s a lot like turning on the water for a rolled up garden hose.’ She fell over on the bed laughing so loud I’m sure they heard out in the street and throughout the house. ‘I’ve never heard that one before,’ she said breathlessly. ‘It’s true,’ I said devilishly. ‘Come over here.’ She crawled over next to me still giggling. I took her hand and placed it on my still rock hard penis.. " She looked at me and chuckled."Yeah. Sure. I forget. I'll help as much as I can." She headed out of the kitchen and I felt good about at least one thing."Brian, how finely do you want the horseradish ground?" I turned and looked at Harvey who had failed last spring to equip me properly or instruct me on the grinder. Why would he want to know how finely to grind the horseradish?"Harvey, do you have to ask Bill every week how fine to grind the horseradish? I thought you've been doing this for a.