He had left her to her own devices.As we slid into our third beer, I started telling him about my new songsand as always, I got excited which got him ...oing and we ended up in thestudio as I gave him a limited demo of some of them.As he listened, he nodded and tapped his foot which was always a goodsign.He disappeared returning with more beer and by the time we werefinishing up I was feeling no pain. Adam headed off for home and Istumbled up to the apartment. I planted the bags down on the bench. I lost count how often it did that. I'm shivering, and my tits feel hot and swollen and have started to pulsate. The candles have burnt down quite a bit, the drops getting closer and closer to my erect nipples. I moan quietly, and I futilely try to alleviate some of the strain in my arms and legs. How long has it been? A short burst of panik runs through me, what if something happened to you on your way home and you got delayed? How long can I stay like that before serious cramping will set in?. “Jesus Christ will you guys ever get over it?”, she complained. “I’ll have the family get back to you on that….”, I said, acting serious. “Oh, you fucker, you will pay for that.”, she said softly, smacking me on the back. “I not sure but I think that might be police brutality.”, I said. The party went well, and everyone seemed to enjoy themselves. Lexie and I left around seven that night and both drove to my house. I was already in the shower when I heard her come through the door. I was drying. The best I could do was about ten blocks from the dealer.I checked into the motel first. I didn't plan to cook or store anything in the room, other than the junk from my trailer, so I got the most economical room they had.Before I turned the bike over to the shop, I stopped at a thrift store to purchase a pair of jeans. It was my plan to cut them off and just junk the ones I had worn so far. I paid five bucks for a pair of faded jeans which would cost twenty in a retail store. Even though I had.