” Pointing to another door, “That’s the bathroom.” Grabbing Don by the hand she headed toward a third door. “Come on big boy. Let’s see...what you got.” I shook my head. Don was finally going to get some. A part of me wanted to call Bob so he could come over, too, but I figured he was with Mrs. D, Marsha’s mom, instead of home. Hell, I could just holler out a window. Marsha and I went to the guest room and closed the door. I sat on the bed as Marsha began a striptease in front of me. . Patiently, he wiped it all off, and the rest of the makeup as well, deciding that he didn't need it anymore. He'd already had his fun with it. Danny stayed up late, watching movies, especially the ones he wasn't supposed to. The ones hidden under his parents bed. He giggled, thinking that he looked better than some of the women in those movies, but knew for a fact that he'd never be able to do what they were. Finally his tiredness got to him, as he nearly fell asleep on the couch. . More

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