‘Tell you what?’ ‘Tell me you still want me. Better yet, show me.’ I shifted my weight, put her down on her feet. I take her hand into mine an... lead her into the bedroom. I sit on the edge of the bed, she stands in between my legs. I kiss her belly, she rubs my head. I slowly move my hands up her thighs, up the dress. I touch that spot, and I could feel the warmth and growing moisture through her underwear. She pulls my shirt over my head and throws it somewhere. I didn’t care if she threw the. After walking inside, he sat on Lois' couch and said, "If you don't mind, I'm just going to take them off, right here." Go for it."Paul removed his trousers, and then the braces, setting them aside where he could reach them on his own, if necessary. "You mind if I go ahead and unwrap these bindings?" Want some help?" I can get it. Maybe you could go get a towel, and maybe some kind of soothing skin lotion?" Coming right up," Lois said, heading for her bathroom.When she returned, Paul was in his. None of the trash containers were marked. I didn't know which belonged to the subject of my investigation. Like a good scout I was prepared so I bagged all the trash from each of the six large cans.There were eight apartments, but two were empty, so I had six large trash bags to search.I decided to wait until later in the morning, at a civilized hour, to check the trash bags. I took a shower and went to bed. I remember smiling as I drifted off to sleep, wondering what the city trash collector. He was more than willing to share her with another guy. Or maybe two others? Or three? Why not four? Would there be any limit to the number of guys he would allow to use her? Would he stand by and watch while fifty lined up to take turns on her? A hundred? Dirty, miserable, rotten piece of shit!“So when … when did you plan on … doing this?” he asked.“I thought maybe tonight. I mean, if Dan’s available and … willing.”Oh, he’s willing, Tom thought. Dan had hinted a couple of times that he.