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Sharing a man with my mother

Chapter 7
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I barely finished my sentence when Troy shoved me with both hands right in the middle of my chest, and knocked me off the bed. Within a split second I got my balance, and dove at him with both palms in his chest using all my weight forcing him to fall back and hit the headboard. But he popped right back up immediately and we were in the middle of the mattress man handling each other, bear hugging and trying to take one another down.


In the commotion we got tangled up in the blankets and rolled over onto the night stand breaking the lamp and knocking over a chair on our way to the floor. Troy was underneath me and the fall knocked the wind out of him. I could tell he couldn't breathe very well so I climbed to my feet then promptly tripped over the blankets that were wrapped around my legs.


I had barely begun taunting him when I completely lost my balance and went down in flames. The last thing I saw was Troy's eyes getting bigger as he watched me fall. I thought I was falling on the carpet beside him, but my head caught the corner of the solid oak night stand that was already peppered with broken glass from Evan's antique hurricane lamp.


I remember opening my mouth to yell fuck, but before I could utter a sound I saw stars, just like on the Tom and Jerry cartoons. Pristine little five pointed stars exploding into my eyes for just the briefest flash. And I was out like a light.


My next memory was seeing Troy's face just inches above mine, and for a second I thought he was getting ready to kiss me. It was such a soothing thought I just closed my eyes and waited. That's when I felt my head throbbing with a piercing ache I'd ever felt in my life. It started in my temple and wrapped around the back of my head, and what made it even worse was that Troy wasn't planning to kiss me at all, he was looking at the top of my head, and holding a wash cloth on a gash that was bleeding profusely. I let out a gentle moan...that was all I had enough energy for.


As soon as he noticed I was conscious, he calmly said, "I won." then lifted the bloody rag to check if the pulsating torrent had slowed yet. I was too confused to say anything but I recall thinking how adorable he was being so serious and taking care of me. I heard sirens in the distance but it didn't register that they were coming to Evan's house until they were suddenly getting very loud and then abruptly stopped. I could see red and blue lights reflecting off the walls, and I asked Troy if he had called the cops on me.


The paramedics moved him out of the way and I thought to myself, "I'm naked....cool." I don't know what they did or how long it took but I got to ride in an ambulance for the first time that night.


I had cut my head open on the shards of glass and lost a considerable amount of blood. I underwent a battery of tests and x-rays, an ultrasound, a CAT scan, an MRI and an eye chart refresher, to see if I could still spell EGNUKDA, I guess. In the end the ER doctor got my blood up to level, put 6 staples on the gaping wound and told the nurse to send me on my way with a script for some pain meds.


Troy was waiting in the hall with some clothes and my coat, and when the nurse gave him permission to enter I just wanted to kiss him all over the face, but instead I barked at him, "Oh you are so gonna get it when we get back to Evan's. And you're buying him a new lamp too. I can't believe this shit..."


"Hush." he said with a goofy grin, "There will be plenty of time to beat my ass when you get well, but for now you need to calm down. I can tell you're still pretty excited." he chuckled.


I smiled back at him and started ranting as I touched my fingertips to the row of staples a couple inches above my right ear. "Oh, dude, you saved my life today. What would I have..."


Troy tossed my clothes over my crotch and leaned towards me whispering, "Did you know you have a hard-on? So why don't you just get your ass dressed so we can go eat something. I'm starved."


I lifted my head up to check, "Whoa, I do, huh?" I conceded as I began to blush.


"Yeah, and you were pretty enthused while we were bouncing around and flying off the bed too. And I'll bet they had to strap it down when they put you on the gurney. Haha."


"What the fuck are you talking about? Are you the 'junk police' or some shit? And as I recall you were pretty worked up yourself lover boy so don't think..."


"Wait a minute, that was the remote control you felt!"


"OH! You're such a liar." I pledged, with a hardy laugh.


I had been laying there with a boner all that time, and the sheet they put over me wasn't hiding a damn thing. I had been curious why the nurse avoided eye contact all the while she explained my prescriptions, bathing procedures, keeping the bandages dry and the follow up plan with my own doctor. She must have thought I had a mega crush on her -- how embarrassing...


"Think what you want, but I need to get something to eat before I pass out."


"What time is it?" I asked thinking it was maybe noon or 1:00p.m. at the latest.


"It's almost 9:45." Troy declared as I threw the blanket back and hopped off the exam table. I steadied myself once I was standing but my penis continued to resonate, bobbing about as if it were waving at Troy, "...oh, damn, I hope that nurse walks in right now, haha."


I was shocked at how late it was but when he mentioned the nurse I started getting anxious. I was preoccupied with the idea of that poor nurse barging in at any moment as I struggled to get my pants on, but I did happen to notice Troy wasn't looking away. In fact, I don't even think he blinked until I had ole Rover tucked neatly away and my fly zipped.


"So how do you feel about Chinese? We could go to the Peking Moon."


"Is this gonna be a cream of sun yun guy joke? Not in the mood..."


"No, seriously, I've been craving crab Rangoon all day."


At that moment I started thinking about 'what if's.' What if Troy did want some dick? What if he wanted my dick? How should I respond? I wouldn't want Evan to feel I had betrayed him by sleeping with his best friend. Then it occurred to me; he was probably in a hotel room right then swapping spit with my mom and pounding her vag like a turbo charged jackhammer.


Piss on it -- Evan's not my boss, so why should he have any say in what I do or who I do it with? Besides, Troy just saved my life...I think maybe I owe him something for that.


"You ready?" he asked, with a slight paranoia watching me fill my coat pockets with tongue suppressors, gauze pads and giant Q-Tips.


"Yeah, I'm ready. You ready?"


"I'm always ready, Princess."


"Then lead the way, lover..."


He paused to turn and give me a 'look.'


"...boy!" I concluded, with a teasing smile, "Lover boy."




[to be continued]
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Another fine chapter! This story should be rated five stars for Excellence.
 
Good morning and Great Installment, Gus

The old Tzu has been busy off line working on the this latest installment of the Krazy Kapers of a Kooped up Kid, lol.

Smashing. Simply Smashing.
 
Chapter 8
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Troy was kind of upset when we drove by the Peking Moon and saw that it was way too crowded to stop. There were people waiting in a line outside in the rain, so he was going to have to wait until another night for the crab Rangoon and cashew chicken. Instead, we went to some mom and pop restaurant out near the airport called Fat And Happy's.

It was one of those informal little joints where the cash register was behind the bar so you were expected to seat yourself. We took a booth near the front door so we could look out at the rain. Soon our waitress brought us both a menu and asked if we wanted a beer. We both said yes and she didn't even bother to card me. I guess maybe my stubble made me look twenty one.

We noticed the place starting to get really busy as we were waiting for our food. I'd ordered a barbecued beef sandwich and Troy had a big-ass steak, medium rare, and an order of fried mushrooms for an appetizer. After the girl brought out the food and refilled our beers, she seemed to vanish. Soon we noticed a different girl waiting on the tables around us, so we just assumed our waitress was on break, and the new girl would bring us the check.

After about forty minutes of watching the chaos, Troy tossed me the car keys and told me to pull up by the door while he took care of the bill.

"So I get to be rained on? I see how you are..." I joked.

"You have the coat." he told me, with a quick wink that tweaked my penis ever so slightly.

I saw him take out his wallet and start shuffling through it as I slipped my coat on and headed outside. I had to run to the car as the rain beat down on me. Once I got the engine warmed up I pulled over in front of the door under the old fashioned canvas awning. After tossing my coat in the back seat I noticed I couldn't see out the passenger side window, so I rolled it down to check if Troy was coming yet.

Suddenly the door burst open and he came running towards the car like a mad man and dove into the open window head first, yelling, "Go! Go!"

I hit the gas, peeling out on the wet pavement with his legs hanging out the passenger window. I headed for the nearest exit and then fishtailed down the road as Troy got turned right side up, looking out the back laughing his ass off and screaming woo hoo or yee haw or something like that.

"What the fuck did you do?" I asked, with a big grin and my heart beating out of my chest.

He smiled and told me, "Nothing... But we probably shouldn't eat there for a while, ha ha."

"You asshole! Why didn't you just pay the check?" I asked, as a sudden paranoia took hold of me. I was constantly checking my mirrors and going 20 miles per hour over the speed limit as we passed the airport.

"I didn't have enough money, besides, our waitress forgot about us. Don't worry, no one saw me leave. I went into the bathroom and when I came out the busboy was clearing our table. I just walked by him and went outside." he explained, with a reassuring confidence that made it easy to believe him.

"Oh my God -- you're crazy!"

"A little maybe...but you're smiling."

"Yeah, but I nearly pissed my pants when you came flying in the window. I'll never go out to eat with... Oh shit! The cops are after us!" I yelled with my eyes frozen on the rear view mirror where I could faintly sees the red and blue flashing lights a couple miles behind us and gaining fast. The highway running beside the airport was flat as a pancake and you could see for miles in all directions.

Troy flipped around thinking I was messing with him and then freaked out when he saw I wasn't. "Floor it! Then take the next right and turn your lights out!" he hollered with a new found sense of fear in his voice.

"Are you mad? I'm not out running the law!" I yelled back at him with the same frantic yelling.

"No, you have to! I have warrants and they'll take me to jail!" he pleaded.

"Tough shit!" I told him, as I began slowing down and pulling onto the shoulder.

"Aww, Gaw damn it dude...I'm fucked..." Troy mumbled, as he sank into his seat with an overwhelming disappointment.

I put the car in park and reached for my wallet only to realize it was back at Evan's house and I too would probably be going to jail for driving without a license. I started picturing myself doing dishes at Fat And Happy's with a ball and chain strapped to my ankle. The lights were getting closer and they had the siren blaring.

"We're both fucked." I said, resigning to the idea of getting hassled by the cops and dreading the call to my mother from behind bars. "It's probably too late to jump out and run huh?" I jokingly asked, trying to break the gloominess that was suffocating the both of us. Then I saw Troy begin to perk up and look out into the open field. "Don't you fucking dare! I was only kidding...besides, you're gonna be my bitch when we get to prison. I own you big time, you asshole."

"Piss on it, I have a bag of weed on me." He confessed, with a sad look in his eyes as if he was ready to cry.

"Oh, no..." I said as the red and blue lights became brighter inside the car. I felt like my head was going to split open from the throbbing pain, and I wished I was home in bed.

A split second later the cops flew right past us with the siren instantly a tenth as loud and then a second cop car zipped by following the first.

We sat there in shock for a few seconds with the sound of the windshield wipers slapping the rain back and forth as we watched them getting further away until they eventually disappeared into the hills beyond the airport.

I looked over at Troy and started to say something just as he leaned over and grabbed my face with both hands and pressed his wet mouth into mine for a brief, celebratory kiss before letting me go and yelling, "Hell yes! Awww what a relief."

I just sat there staring at him in the glow of the dash lights as he bounced around with utter delight.

"Let's go, before they come back." he said joyfully.

I put the car in gear and pulled onto the highway licking my lips and smiling inside and out. Whether Troy realized it or not, he had just broken the ice.



[to be continued]
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Is it soup, yet?
Oh, wait, I brought Subgum Wonton Soup home with me, tonight.
Best go fire up the BIG pot - when I make popcorn, I fill the Tupperware (r) Cake Saver Top - LOTS of popcorn.

(No butter on homemade, just the canola oil from popping and a little salt) Whole grain goodness.

LOL. I was posting the above as you were posting the installment.
Band on the Run . . . Troy is a train wreck waiting to happen, butt you're sure having one helluva time in the mean time - if you don't wind up dead or in jail.
 
Troy is like that new movie with Densel Washington...Unstoppable. A million tons of steel out of control...And our young Tristan has him mistaken for a joy ride. #-oFASTEN YOUR SEAT BELTS! hehehe
 
Chapter 9
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We were both on an adrenaline rush after our close call with the cops. Troy was really talkative on the way back to Evan's house, but honestly, I don't remember much of what was said. I was on cloud nine thinking of that moment of bliss when he had his lips pressed against mine. I kept playing it over in my head. It occurred to me I had something pretty awesome to beat off to before bed, and I couldn't wait to hit the sheets.

Walking up onto the porch at Evan's, Troy told me, "Listen, promise me you won't freak on the mess? We'll get it cleaned up tomorrow."

"Okay." I told him without really thinking about what he said.

Then he reiterated, "Promise me." with a more stern vocal.

"Sure, I promise." I told him as the front door opened, and I turned around to face him, adding, "It's no big deal. A little glass?"

"And a blood stained carpet?" he said hesitantly.

I was a little surprised he was standing so closely as I turned around, and as soon as my eyes met his he grabbed the back of my neck and pulled my face to his with another kiss. Only this time he didn't rush it.

My hand relaxed and I dropped my keys on the porch, closed my eyes and kissed him back, instinctively slipping my fingers down the front of his pants. I could feel his pubes on my knuckles, but I wanted to reach even further.

Moments later I was standing there in awe as he pulled away and asked me softly, "Are you alright?"

"Wow...yeah, I'm great...how about you?" I muttered, letting my fingers slip out of his jeans and wanting badly to lift them to my nose to smell his sweaty crotch.

"I'm great too...let's get a fire going so we can warm our bones." he said stepping past me to go inside. There was no mistaking the double entendre and all of his off the cuff innuendos began to make sense.

I bent down to grab the keys and followed Troy into the living room still mesmerized. He started working on the fireplace and I went into the hall bathroom to brush my teeth and use some mouthwash. I had somehow thought I'd be the aggressor but so far Troy had taken my breath away time after time. He was always one step ahead of me.

I ended up shaving my stubble and taking a hot shower to clear my head and help me start fresh. I came out of the bright bathroom into a dark intimate atmosphere where Troy was laying naked on a stack of cozy blankets. He was on his belly watching the fire and he had this amazing bubble butt poking up. I walked over and let my towel drop as I knelt beside him in the soothing warmth of the crackling flames.

Without speaking a word he lifted up and reached for my swollen cock. I stretched my legs out to make it easier for him and he wrapped his lips gently around my knob. I laid back and began rubbing my hand up the inside of his legs until I was touching his smooth butt cheeks.

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Soon he was laying on his back pulling me on top of him, and as I sat on his chest I felt him nibbling at my foreskin while he stared up at me. I was reaching behind me tugging at his stiff rod as he opened his mouth and my dick slid down into his throat.

We made love there on the floor for over an hour. Both of us trying to please the other, prolonging any sign of a climax to keep it going longer. Finally we found ourselves in Evan's bed with my tongue buried in Troy's anus, licking and sucking and stretching him open with my fingers. He rocked back and forth on his knees, grinding his hot ass into my spit covered face.

A few minutes later he was climbing on my stomach and squatting down over my cock, slowly taking me in. He looked so serious while he was concentrating until the pain began to dissipate. We kept kissing and then he started rocking up and back a little faster with each passing minute.

Suddenly he sat straight up, wrapping his fist around his hard dick, pumping vigorously until it started hosing thick wads of hot cum all over my belly and chest. I rubbed it all around on my tits and licked my fingers until he bent over and put his tongue in my open lips.

That was all it took, I couldn't wait any longer. I moaned as we kissed and I gripped his ass cheeks in both hands as he told me to cum in his ass, then stuck his tongue back in my mouth.

I exploded up inside him, over and over with the most incredible orgasm I ever felt. My whole body twitched and convulsed as I lost all control and melted into the pillows, completely drained.
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We were both out of breath and our hearts were racing. I managed to say, "That was fantastic." as he kissed the tip of my nose and squeezed my softening penis out his cum flooded hole.

"You have an amazing cock, Princess." he whispered.

"So do you, Lover boy, but how are you going to feel in the morning?"

He looked at me for a moment and then said sweetly, "I think I'll feel like eating your ass for breakfast."

I moaned when the puddles of semen began to cool, leaking off my chest and down my sides, and Troy bent to kiss me again.

"mmmmm."



[to be continued]
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VERY nice, passionate end to a horrific evening.

Yes, I AM!.
And your selection of visual aids is nice, too.
:-)
 
Oh, my. . .

Pretty much what DQ said. And I love the breakfast reply.
 
There IS that, lol.
Reminds me a bit of ITIK, Book 3, final chapter, recently posted.

Jess was quite descriptive.
 
Gus! :wave:

You continue to Surprise, Amaze, Entertain, and Arouse! And, hey!, your story ain't bad, either! :badgrin: :=D: ..|

Keep smilin'!! :kiss:(*8*)
Chaz :luv:
 
Thanx rocabar, and no sir, Donny, the night is not over yet...not until the fat lady sings, and we have a fat lady making her thread debut today..| ...as hinted at in an earlier post (I see...:rolleyes:)
...and the funny thing is, I totally forgot I'd written that until I popped in to post the new chapter HAha!
I swear, it was pure coincidence, or maybe a subconscious inclusion on my part, idk...
Funny how that sort of thing seems to just happen in the grand scheme of things.

I should note though, I was a bit more politically correct in my treatment of said big-boned woman within the framework of the story, and I apologize to anyone who might be offended by my previous post and top of this one where I incorporated that rather rude yet familiar and well worn quote about "the fat lady singing."

I don't know who first said that or when it was coined or how it developed into a popular phrase, but I assume everyone here has read my stuff enough to know I have the utmost regard for persons of all makes and models, and I sincerely mean no malice towards the opposite sex regarding either their ability to carry a tune nor their weight issues.

Ooooooh♪♫ I like big butts and I can not lie♪♫...but I'd rather see a beefy guy walk by♫♪♫...that's dry, oh my♫♪....I'ma be going to hell on high♫♪♫♪...when I die....etc., etc.

K? (*8*)now gimme hugs my bestest buds and only avid readers...squeezy hugs with sugars on top.(group) Here's chapter 10....
 
Waiting.....

*tries refresh button again*
 
Chapter 10
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It wasn't until he asked again, "Hello? Are you even listening?" that I realized Troy had asked me something.

"I'm sorry, my head's still pounding a little, I need my prescriptions. What were you saying?"

"There's a 24 hour Walgreen's on fifty second and Roosevelt, you want me to make a run for you? And I was just asking if Evan had any dirty movies."

"That would be great, thanks, and I think I'll ride along with you. ...oh, and I have no idea about the porn; are you in a dirty movie mood? Where would he keep something like that anyway?" I asked, sitting up to get dressed and causally watching his thick tube bouncing round as he slipped his leg inside his pants and tried to balance himself yanking them up.

"I'm always in a dirty movie mood."

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"If you turn left at the next light you can avoid the down town traffic...plus there's an adult video store we could stop at and grab a couple movies on the way back." Troy said.

"You horny bastard, ha ha. Wait, you're not planning on stealing them are you? Because I swear to God..."

"No, no, no, I learned my lesson bro, no more crazy stunts." he assured me, almost pleading, then added, "Wait, you did bring some money, right?"

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I left my prescription with the pharmacist to fill and then found Troy strolling around looking at things. The store was pretty much empty, it was a little after two in the morning.

We were at the cosmetics counter smelling expensive colognes when I first saw this cute boy wandering around in a Baltimore Raven's jacket similar to mine. He was watching us cut up -- spraying each other with perfume and goofing around. I kept glancing over and he was always watching us without any expression. I started getting a bit paranoid thinking he might have been store security when I heard the pharmacist call out my name over the intercom.

Once I had my meds we headed outside and I saw him again watching us leave. I didn't say anything to Troy, but I certainly thought it was creepy.

Troy took the driver's seat as we left Walgreen's and I swallowed a couple of the pain killers with a can of soda I bought from a machine just outside the entrance.

"I want one." He requested with his hand held out like a beggar.

"Okay, but you're gonna owe me." I joked as I dropped a couple of pills into his palm.

"I'll get ya back. Thanks." he blurted out then popped them both in his mouth, tilting his head back quickly to force them down.

"Damn dude! You should have saved one for later."

He chucked, "Ha, don't get excited princess, I have a high tolerance for most corrosives."

"Oh, that makes me feel a whole lot better." I said sarcastically.

He drove us down the road a few miles to the adult video store he had mentioned earlier. It was sort of hidden behind a truck stop near the interstate, at the end of a dirt road which explained why I hadn't ever noticed it before. There were a few big rig trucks parked in back on the dimly lit, gravel parking lot, and several cars near the door.

Once Troy parked and shut the engine off I pulled out a pint of Jack Daniels from under the seat and we both took a few sips chasing it with soda. The neon lights surrounding the little building were blinking in sequence and every few seconds we were in the dark for a moment or so before the cycle began again.

"So you've been here before?" I asked, then took another swig of Jack.

"A few times... my ole lady loves to buy toys."

"Your ole lady? Ha! I knew you'd go back to her." I barked, with a playful attitude and just a tiny pinch of irritation sprinkled in.

"You know what I mean,...so let's drop it." he demanded.

I ignored him for a moment looking around the lot. "So, what if we see someone we know in here?"

"Don't sweat it. Most of these cars are people that come to watch videos in the viewing booths and they keep their heads low when they're sneaking in and out." he lectured, then took a big shot of bourbon and made a twisted sour face, "So, how much money do we have to spend?"

"What do you mean?" I asked, still thinking about the first thing he mentioned.

"I mean, can I buy a couple DVDs or what?"

"That's not what I meant loverboy, you can buy whatever you want. I meant, why do they sneak in and out?"

"Haha! You are so naive, you'll see." he told me softly then leaned over and gave me a long sensual kiss. I recall he tasted like whiskey as our tongues twisted together and my lips scuffed up against his prickly whiskers that were starting to become noticeably dark in the flashing colored neon.

When we walked in the place was brightly lit and smelled of Pine-Sol and bleach. There was a heavy woman sitting behind the cluttered counter with greasy hair and a cigarette hanging from her lips that was mostly a long ash that dropped into her lap as she turned and nodded her head to greet us. Then she said, "Buy any two videos -- get one free." before looking down again.

I followed Troy into the video isles then turned back to look and noticed she was watching us. Naturally, I smiled at her then bumbed into Troy, who had stopped abruptly, she grinned, rolled her eyes and went back to reading while the smoke from her cigarette flowed around her face and up into her messy dirty blond hair.

"Check this out. Ha!" Troy said as he held up a DVD case with this white chick squatting over a gigantic black cock. "I'll bet that hurts."

"Fuck that shit, where are the toys? I wanna see what your old lady likes." I said with a cynical snarl. I was starting to feel the pills and liquor kick in.

"You sound jealous. Ha!" Troy snapped, with a laugh.

"Of what?" I asked, trying to play innocent. "Maybe I just want a toy too?"

He led the way to the back where the wall was covered with sexual paraphernalia, "You're in for a treat then."

They had everything from whips and leather gear to flavored lubes, and every size, color and shape of dildo you could imagine. And that's when I saw the kid with the Raven's coat again in the mirrored wall between the butt plugs and the edible crotchless panties.

He walked in the front door and started browsing the discount DVDs near the front counter. The big lady was eye balling him for a few seconds then told him about the buy two/get one free deal with that same repetitious monotone she used with us, then went back to reading again. You could tell she was well versed in the art of graveyard shift boredom.

I turned around and stared across the store at him over the sea of neck high video islands separating us. He was fingering through the movies then glanced up and caught me looking at him, and for the first time, he smiled at me.

Embarrassed, I quickly turned around pretending to browse. I just happened to be standing right in front of a gigantic lifelike rubber cock with a suction cup on the base -- I was even more embarrassed then, and I could have sworn I heard someone behind me let out a quick laugh then go silent. I swiftly moved along the wall towards my buddy.

"Have you ever tried these?" Troy asked me, holding a set of anal beads that looked like a bunch of chrome ping pong balls with a string running through them.

"No, I can't say I have." I told him, only half paying attention. I was still preoccupied by the guy in the cool jacket. "Hey, see that guy up by the cash register?" I asked, trying to be discrete without looking. "I think he's following us."

Troy looked curiously over my shoulder, "What guy?"
he asked secretively, as he continued to gaze around the store.

I turned to look, "He was just there a second ago."

"Are you sure those pills aren't making you hallucinate?" He chucked, "So are you gonna buy me these butt balls?"

I was lost in thought, "Yeah, sure, if that's what you want..." as I scanned the perimeter for the purple and black coat. "I wonder where he went?"

"He's probably in the viewing booth getting a head job."

"Huh?"

"Yeah, what did you think they do in there?" He asked me, as his eyes were back roaming the wall of toys.

"The sign says, ONLY ONE PERSON TO A ROOM," I said, "so you think he's in there? I saw him watching us at Walgreen's earlier."

He pulled a rubber cock ring off the wall, "So you think he works for the C.I.A. -- can we get this too?"

"I don't care, get it, and laugh all you want smartass, but he really was watching us."

"You want one too? It feels cool as hell -- your dick stays harder, longer..."

Again preoccupied, I mumbled, "One what?"

"A cock ring, princess. Are you even paying attention?"

"Oh, yeah, ah, no...I mean I don't care. Just get what you want, I'm gonna go look at magazines." I told Troy, but I really wanted to get a closer look at the half open curtain leading into the viewing booth area.

There was something about the way that dude kept looking at me that had me intrigued, and gotta be honest, I was curious about what lay beyond the dingy tweed curtain into the delicately flickering darkness.

I'm pretty sure Ravenscoat had been flirting with me. Maybe he wanted me to follow him in there?



[to be continued]​
 
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