"You fucking gave me her drink? How did you fuck that up? You only had two glasses!" I yelled."No, I gave you both the correct glasses. Now be quiet o... someone will hear you. Do you want all the girls to know that they now have some stiff competition for swallowing their guy's sperm or the guys to know that they just emptied their nuts into your belly? Come on, was it really so bad?" You bitch," I said. "Why are you so mad? Is it because there's no more? Don't worry; you guys have an endless. WhenI saw what he had for me to wear, I understood why. It was a matchingset of grey lingeries, the bottom basically a thong and the top wouldbarely be enough to cover my nipples."What do you think?" he said while grinning."I think it's kind of too revealing..." Nah, it'll be fine. Besides, I will tell Paul no funny business. Youare sleeping in his bed, right? I mean, mines open too if you wanthaha." No, thats ok, I don't think Paul will have a problem with me staying inhis room." Allright,. It no longer is the thriving business that it once was at the time that this story is set. Further up the road is the hull of a building that used to house the cinema as they call them today. In its heyday it was known as the ‘flicks’, a throwback to a time when hand-cranked films flickered. The ‘flicks’ was famous for its cuddle seats, two seats without the barrier of an armrest in the middle, where young couples could kiss and cuddle, and which had an unfortunate habit of collapsing,. After the manager had gone we sorted out the kitchen then went to the staff room to get changed out of our greasy uniforms, once again I saw the bulge in his white Ben Sherman boxers as he pulled off his uniform trousers, I stood there in front of him with my cock growing in my own boxers, I never hid the fact I was perving on him, I knew I had to act fast,“I love your boxers Chris are they cotton or elasticated” I asked“Don’t know mate”“is it ok if I feel them” and before he got the chance to.