He pulled me across the deck and to the side of the pool. They got a nice deal on a cottage for tonight. I grabbed it to hold it on and then I felt it being tugged again. “Holy shit, Tony, who is this?” Joe said, his eyes moving slowly down my body. The old man walked back and was holding the end of a cue stick. I ran my fingers through it and now it was slimy. He finished, closed the mailbox, and turned to leave. Why was everything becoming sexual with me now? My ass was sore but numb enough to be able to withstand the attack without me making any noise. I do not want to have to wait for you.” He said. Who was I kidding? He said something to the driver and we took off. I looked up at him. That depends on my mood at the time. I suddenly thought of what I was thinking in the car and the words left my mouth before I realized.
