The valet at the Squid did a sight nod of respect as he opened thepassenger door for Natalie and took Morgan s keys. The maitre drecognized Natalie a...d snapped his authoritarian fingers. A waiterappeared instantly and escorted the couple to a front row table whereGary was waiting, dressed in his dress blues, Marine uniform.Alexis did three sets that night but, did join Gary, Morgan and Nataliefor a quick bite of dinner and led the patrons in 'Auld Lang Syne.Following the new years swan song,. You push rhythmically in and out and in and out. Your juices are still flowing and your hands are glistening from the sweet juice. I long to taste it. But I don’t want to stop. I want to see you bring yourself crashing up onto the rocks. I want to see you moan while drowning in your own pleasure. I had spent many early mornings before rubbing my tool with hand lotion and imagining you with your hands in your most intimate hole.Now it was happening right before my eyes. You were moaning. I weighed my options. Maybe Susan wasn’t going to file a false accusation of harassment against me. But I couldn’t take that chance. When dealing with both men and women, I tend to assume the very worst about their nature. I’ve met too many psychopaths and sociopaths. I’ve been betrayed too often. I don’t believe in goodness in human nature anymore. I believe that men and women are basically evil and one needs to protect oneself from them. So I decided on a preemptive strike. When the school. We went to the door and I could tell from his voice that the man that answered the door was Mr. Eng. He was just like I pictured him. Large, black, middle aged, somewhat overpowering.He stepped aside and we entered. He closed the door behind us and except to say, "Come in," he said nothing.We followed him down a short hallway and into a parlor. We were surprised, and more than a little dismayed, to find that Mr. Eng was not alone. There were a dozen men sitting around the room with drinks in.