We marched in a single line through the lunch room with some people cheering, others clapping but most were yelling obscenities towards me. I wanted t... crawl into a hole and die.Otis the janitor and I had an arrangement for me to use his storage closet and gave me a spare key. Once a week I met with him for a blow job as payment. They knew about this room and we went straight for it.It wasn't a large room but big enough for the seven of us to get in and have a little room to move. The door. Or there?” I wondered aloud.“There. The Sheriff here isn’t black, I’m pretty sure. He’s a stodgy old white dude that used to be in the Klan ... and he’s a Republican, but I repeat myself,” Devin pointed out, making us all laugh now.“So, what’s his name and how do you plan to give us grandkids? I don’t have any problem with you being gay, honey. Trust me on that. If you’re gay, be gay. It’s what makes you happy and ... well, gay,” my wife playfully asked Devin about grandchildren, while keeping. I finished the cigarette andwaited for Lesley to return crossing my legs in the way that Margo andLesley had taught me in the early days which now seemed so far away.Minutes later Lesley returned looking absolutely stunning in a white seethrough lace dress with only some discreet solid panels to cover herbreasts and groin area white five inch stilettos completed the look. "You look stunning," I said."Well you look not so bad yourself lets have a drink," she responded asshe produced a bottle of. ‘Be careful. That bra clasp might scratch your skin.’ We both knew the plastic clip had zero chance of scratching her. ‘Maybe you ought to take it off.’ I was hoping that Kathy would take the blouse off and then take off the bra off. Instead, she did that contortionist routine that all women know. The bra ended up in the back seat. When she leaned back on the door again, only a narrow, vertical column of flesh was showing down her chest. ‘The clouds are hiding the sun.’ ‘Aw, is snookums missing.