Julie came over, knelt between his legs and began to suck his cock again. He was rock hard. I got up and sat in between the two black guys while Julie...��s husband sat on a chair across from everyone. He played with himself but was not fully erect and it became apparent what Julie lacked and what caused the couple to go outside their marriage in tandem. Dale was not able to get hard and this was not acceptable to Julie. While on the couch, one of the guys started rubbing my leg and then eventually. She hadn’t chosen the right word when she said she thought Max was cool. Shelby knew far more words than she used, but she wasn’t sure she knew one to describe Max. Yes, he’d coined the nickname “Titstick” for her. But, he’d also apologized for it when he saw that it had spread so far. He even took the time to explain that he’d been trying to make fun of the guys around her, not her. Given their relative social status, he shouldn’t have known his apology would matter or thought it was. ?His Father would sometimes teased Ken by asking him what implement should be used with that particular punishment making the lad choose his own instrument of pain and then surprising him with a change at the last minute. Sometimes when the older man got the boy’s shorts and panties off instead of proceeding with the spanking Mr. Hammond would make Ken stand in the corner with his nose pressed to the wall bare-bottomed and front saying, ?Your spanking can wait. I have a few things to do.?. The apartment Chuck and I shared was actually in Studio City in theValley, near where Laurel Canyon and Ventura Boulevard met. It was a greatlittle strip of bars and other odd assortments of nightlife.The apartment was a walk up though, on the third floor of a building,and thus had no elevator. In fact there were sixty-nine stairs up to myfloor. No shit! Sixty-nine. From the sidewalk to the front door of myapartment. I'd actually had occasion to count them one day. So it's agood thing I.