You're definitely invited to the wedding."I got the story from Terry. They'd been called in on an assault, probably a domestic squabble. Standard proc...dure is to wait for the cops if you get there first because you never knew what you were walking into. But just as they were pulling up to the curb, a woman came running out the door, being chased by some guy, and headed right toward them. Anita jumped out to help her. That's when her boyfriend fired a shot, missing his target and hitting Anita.. I whispered horny thoughts into his ear, as I stroked him gradually to life. Looking slowly around, he carefully arranged himself so that I could reach him more easily, without giving the game away. The only other couple had just got up and left, leaving about ten women laying on loungers. They were mostly 25-45, and pretty much all slim and attractive. I just knew that any one of them would love to have the delicious cock that I was currently grasping. I whispered that to Tigs, and he twitched. Even with like thirteen or fourteen girlfriends, I was alone to shoot baskets on Saturday afternoon. There was no way I was going to make the varsity team this year unless I could nail every three-pointer and every foul shot I took. I'd never be first string even then.There was a roar of engines and crunching of gravel. I turned to see two motorcycles spinning tires and throwing gravel as they came racing toward me down our driveway. Shit! Who the fuck wants me now? I dropped the ball and. As I lay there, I heard steps I knew could belong to only one person, and I shot up to my feet like I’d been launched from a cannon. No way am I being caught by him lying down! I turned instead and found a rock to sit on, facing away, waiting for his steps to draw close. When he reached me, he fidgeted for a couple of moments, and I just sat quietly. Finally he sighed and stepped into my line of sight. I kept my gaze on my boots. ‘So…’ ‘I don’t want to talk about it, Alistair.’ ‘Too bad. You.