I don't know how it worked, but the heat rose only a few insignificant degrees outside the ball of plasma, so the building was not set on fire, though...the walls were scorched a mite.There was another door which I used as an exit. This door led to a corridor and a set of stairs going down into the Earth. Not knowing what to expect, but sure of finding something worth the trip, I hurried down the stairs to see what I could find.This level appeared to be an empty barracks. There were rows of bunks. My first hand was bad so I folded. Mike had called and won the first hand with two pair. I folded the next two hands as well and Mike won the third pot.I was watching the other players and thought I noticed a scowl on the player three seats from Mike's right. That went on for about an hour. Every time Mike or I would win a hand, the guy would make an angry face.I was the first to bet on a hand that I had Big Slick in hearts. (Big Slick is Ace - King.) Mr. Scowl raised with enthusiasm. Mike and. I was expecting him to look entirely weird, but this looked like a normal guy you’d expect to see coaching a little league team or playing a pickup game of football at the park. “just trust me.” he said. He locked the bathroom door and dropped to his knees, lightly rubbing the head of my cock with his hand. I still had no idea why I was doing this, I just knew this was the first time in six weeks that someone else was touching my cock besides me. He immediately began to suck my dick, going. ’ He smiled. He dropped his backpack on the dinner table and headed for the kitchen. ‘Where’s Barbie and Ken?’ he asked, opening the fridge and pulling out a coke. He was so used to my house that he had free range over the kitchen and pretty much ever room in the whole house. ‘They are with some friends for dinner and drinks, discussing what to do for the New Year’s Eve party at the Hilton this year.’ I sat down. My mom’s name isn’t Barbie, but it may as well be. When Dad got too old for her,.