As the journey progressed he started to push his knee/leg gently into mine and it was, I must admit a pleasant feeling and I also returned the feeling...by pushing into his knee/leg, this continued without a word for the length of the journey.When we arrived at the destination we both had to go into the public toilet for a pee, we happened to stand side by side at the urinals and I noticed he was looking down at me to see my cock. I turned slightly so he could see it and he returned the. He’d left his house in fury after having a vicious argument with his wife, Sally’s mother. It had started over something petty and had just escalated. The couple had gone to lunch that Saturday at a trendy restaurant and had sucked down several potent margaritas. Then they had gone home and started in on the vodka. He’d had intentions of fucking his wife for the first time in several weeks, but something she’d said pissed him off, something about losing money, and it had gone downhill from. At times over the years Gary and I worked on the same shift and sometimes on different shifts. We often rode to work together and I often saw and talked to Glenda when I picked Gary up. We also had little family get-to-gathers and barbecues during the warm months.As the years past I often fantasized about Glenda but never did anything about it except look because of our friendship although I often noticed that Glenda would dress rather provocatively when she knew I would be around. For. But the stunt was not done.The three balls of fire were swimming around and around the arching trapeze bar at the top of the tent and still the lights did not come up. The flyers were twirling around up there attached only to Han's buckle.Now, as Joan stood in the ring above which this fiery feat had been performed earlier, she was suddenly aware of how quiet the big empty tent was and she shivered with the magnitude of it."It's big, isn't it?" A deep melodious male voice retrieved her from her.