She looked into my eyes, embarrassment quickly flooding her cheeks. She scrambled off my body and the bed to flee but before she did, she paused for ... moment and looked intently at my erection then moved her eyes to mine. I wasn't sure what the message in her eyes was, but it wasn’t disgust or revulsion. She started avoiding me and quit coming to my room. We got on fine in all parts of the house and when others were near but all of a sudden we were seldom alone and those few times were. .” I snicker. “I was hoping you would have said that.” She glances at me and bites down on her lower lip. We manage to collect our goods and head into the hotel. We are greeted by Frederick; he asks if there are any special requests we have as far as our room is concerned. I ask for a room away from the elevator, seeing as we don’t need everybody listening in to our night. He graciously obliges and assigns one as far away as you can get. Frederick hands us our keys and wishes us a pleasant. Mouse opened the door and smiled, “Hey, daddy!”“Damn, bitch! You look good as fuck,” Duval shared.“Thanks, D! Would you like something to drink?”“Yeah! You got some brown liquor?”“I have E&J. Is that okay?”“That’ll work!”“Want it straight or mixed with cola?”“Straight is good. Couple cubes of ice, faggit!”“Yes, sir!”Mouse came back with a tumbler filled with the spirit of D’s choosing.Duval accepted the drink. He downed it in short order. The forty-nine-year-old announced, “I wanna fuck that. Someone is coming for me. But they never did. And little gong sounds every now and then. What did it all mean? I drifted off again into that wonderland of dreams. Strange dreams with shiny boots and pavement, three boys and a little girl. A very lovely woman, dressed in dark red. She looked happy. She was saying ‘Call me,’ as she faded away. It was light the next time I tried to open my eyes. It seemed to take a herculean effort to accomplish that little task. As my eyes focused, I recognized.