I so badly wanted to check out his ass but neither of us could turn much or get around each other at least not with the effort we could at the moment. I nestled my face on his chest and soon I was kissing his nipples making them stick through his shirt.With oozing relief I felt him put his hand inside of my dress pants and his fingers which were so warm slide up and down my cock. It was intimate and he knew how well pre-cum would make his jerking me easier as he went along.Ooh. The pleasure rose as my hands went up under his shirt to feel his pale belly. It was beautiful. I wanted him so bad!Suddenly I heard the door open. It sounded like a walkie-talkie was speaking to the owner. A damn cop.We had to move fast! At the last moment, we had squeezed around in the stall and soon I was sitting on the toilet and his feet were barely on the sides of the seat, his ginger pubes and pink-headed prick in my face.I felt a little randy. To show this ginger man I had some balls I started jerking. Sarah was soon pregnant, you bought a house, fixed up the baby’s room. Not long after that, you were fixing up that spare bedroom – the one that was going to be your ‘office’ (like you really needed an office), remember – for your second kid. It was all so easy. The forgetting. ___________________________ It started one night in the late eighties. The dreams. You were in the water, floating in a sea of blood. It was night, and a crimson moon bathed a seascape littered with disfigured bodies. Bodies burned and charred floated all around you in distorted packs, and sharks tore into the feast. They slipped by as you floated in quiet agony, their black eyes rolled back in sated lust as they brushed past you. She was there, too. Her blue shimmering skin glowed in defiance of the forsaken moon, yet you could see tears forming in her eyes, tears that left no doubt – no doubt – that she was powerless to repeal all the death that had been born of man’s wars. The waters shook with the echoes.
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