I'd often been frustrated about being the one stuck with the cleanup, but tonight I couldn't seem to mind a bit. All I had to do was think about Mike'... hands, his body on mine, the heat of him inside me.As plates and bowls and silverware soaked, I entertained a fantasy in which Mike got the job here and moved to the city. Moved in with me. We could see each other off to work in the morning, come home together every night, sleep in together on weekends. Vacation together. And, of course, make. That would solve everything. He wouldn’t have to fret over what to do about Donny in LA or his business partner David or his canary Spike or his gold fish Flow. How pathetic?.his canary Spike and his gold fish Flow?.now get a grip, Robert. Part of him wished that would happen?.that he would never have to leave here and face the partner or the world or the canary and the gold fish. He was a coward who had screwed up his life and would almost rather throw in the towel than face the music.What was. ’ ‘I do, Sally. You deserve much better than what happened to you last night. I’ll be back tomorrow, OK?’ ‘OK, Jack,’ she said, as she walked with him to the door. ‘Bye, Jack, see you!’ ‘Bye, Sally, take care!’ Jack got back to the car, but saw that Tim was not around. He looked at his watch and was shocked to realize it had been an hour and a half since he had gone into Sally’s apartment. He wondered where Tim might be, but then he saw him coming back. They got in the car and started back. ”“Curtis, where do you think you are going to stick that monster?” I asked while continuing to study his penis with keen interest and arousal.I have to admit, I was tempted to try to mount him again just to prove that the first time was not a dream or a fluke; that I really was capable of handling this much man. However, I also realized that I was going to regret this tomorrow. I was going to be a very, very sore little girl. I had already been stretched once beyond what I thought.