Suddenly the bedroom door opens. There's enough light to see that it's the old white guy that lives in our neighborhood. He asks what I'm doing in his...bed and starts to take off his clothes. I'm so shocked I can't say anything. He reeks of alcohol so I know he's drunk off his ass. I realize I must have left the door unlocked, and in his drunken state he must have mistakenly walked into our house. Miraculously my girl is still unconcious, actually, she'd smoked a big fat joint that night, so she. I practiced my swallowing motion, the way I imagined it anyway, his hard cock deep in my mouth and my tongue stroking up the front. Next, I took his dick in my hand and licked down the shaft to his balls. He shaved them so they were nice and smooth. I wondered if his wife liked it. It was kinda hot to think about her mouth on his dick just like mine, his cock inside her, her pussy juices drenching the skin I was now sucking, even though I knew nothing about her. Yeah, I still like pussy. Can't. I’m going to wash up and go to sleep. If you need more water, the cistern is near the center of town. Find a room or bed when you’re ready to sleep and I’ll see you in the morning,” I told them. Since there were only two beds in the house, I unrolled my bedroll in what looked like a common room or parlor. After wiping myself down with a damp cloth, I fell asleep almost immediately.I was still tired, having gotten no more than a mark-and-a-half of sleep when an exuberant rooster awakened me.“Oh,. A Ziploc bag on the passenger seat contained a bunch of loose change and a thumb drive that I’d lost the previous summer. I climbed in and turned the key. The little car started instantly and ran so smoothly and quietly that I wasn’t sure it was running at all until I checked the tach. I shut it off and popped the hood. The engine had been steam cleaned. All the wires were new as was the distributor, the oil filter and the cracked air cleaner housing that I’d repaired with duct tape. I closed.