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Hot Night Calls & More

Chapter 2 C2

Word Count: 2396    |    Released on: 11/09/2022

talk to her, and I heard her say

el

tell me something, but there's no

ing her to tell you to drive

ng that anyway, but I'll defin

kward. I figured she might try to hand me back

for the five minutes we got. I'd like to meet y

ck to my mom and I never see her again. Best case - at least I t

my lucky day, one of the many I

then she did me one better. "But

nch of concert and game tickets purchased and se

ind. "I'm going to give you my cell number," she said

e not volunteered. "How 'bout I do even better than that?"

ou mean?"

you doin

***

urder the latest hard rock hit with their dueling pianos, there was one

gh under the circumstances

n future and a few financial hurdles lef

Rican waitress who had practically been begging Russ, C

was

g diverted to the drawing breath department. It was Wednesday night, and between packing, the moving company

e gym earlier today than

- I had a seven-hour drive tomorrow, and trying it without sleep would be pretty stupid at best. I woul

preciate everyone who walks through the door. But we especially appreciate our regulars. The guys and gals - and assorted ot

en from me, but Chuck

an has been coming in here since before any of us up here on s

of working his ass off for

s silently plotting ways to kill

t to send him out in a way that we reserve for only our most loya

singing "I Touch Myself" in an octave that would challenge Mariah Carey was

n stage and gr

been through hell in the past week, and I'm not really

ward him an

ough to put at least two of his illegitimate kids through college,

were necessary. I basically compiled a greatest hits collection from all the guys and girls I'd seen do this over the years. Toward the end of the song, I walked up to where Chuck was playing, cupped my crotch

ose sleep-deprived hazes, where things are just kind of happening around you and you're almost semi-conscious. I'd lost Chad and Russ shortly after my singing per

I offered no arguments - I had to be on the road around 7 a.m. that morning, or right around five hours from then. I

energy to mess around when we got home - one of the other guys was just going to have to double-dip. I was sure neither of them would mind, an

omeone had to sit on my lap on the way home. I didn't even care - as soon as my butt hit the seat, I was out. The girl on

***

of what was about to be my old apartment building. The

s probably slurred as all hell English, but since I was sloshed as all he

mb as the seat belt I had strapping me in. Such women were usual

owned. "I'm exhausted, and I gotta drive in th

here, I basically just gave you a 20-minute

might have been misinterpreted in the Castro Di

me bounced around in my beer-soaked brain for a minute, though

hit,"

ll

on I'd had that afternoon. I remembered how much I was l

rl on my lap a

d I didn't even hear any noises, so I guessed Russ and Chad had left this particu

which I thought was a bit over the top considering I'd told her nothing was going to h

ines were Marines, Army guys were soldiers. Marines had nothing against the

d at what we saw - I might have been surprised except A) I'd seen

round her knees. Her ass could have been made of caramel - it certainly looked good enough to eat. Or at least melt and drizzle over some apples. I didn

ing and start moaning. Almost on cue, I could see Chad shift his tongue directly onto h

be five, six inches at most - but this girl still couldn't deep throat him. I chuckled at what she'd think when she saw Chad's dick or if she saw mine. I couldn't see anything but the redhead's back, but I thought I remembe

houlders and started fucking

" she

thing like thi

Her face was flushed - from the alcohol or just from b

es

ve se

done

, almost in awe, or s

ix times,

ack fingers repeatedly pounding into the pink pussy surrounded by the mocha-colored skin made me think of dipping a chocolate bar in a cup of coffee. He was spanking her ass cheeks every so often with his

r well-endowed - a C cup at least, with probably somewhere around a 34 chest size. And she was pretty attractive, or so my beer goggles told me. Russ was slipping his cock in and out o

iced us

join us?" he aske

me, man. I'm

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