Which was the most important part ! I was really looking forward to going home. Me and Rakim were going to go home first for our two weeks . I had to ...go the first round because I had to make sure I knew how we were going to get to the airport and whatnot and basically do what is called a “dry run” . I learned that word recently so I like to say it at work a lot haha. Unfortunately I’ll miss my wife’s birthday which is when the other guys are all coming g home. Skylar, Darius and Dewayne are. I started to get concerned that precum may soon soak through to my trouser front and thought a "release" was necessary. I went into the bathroom, closed a stall door behind me and wasted no time in getting my dick out. While my coworkers used the restroom all around me, I fantasized about what was now only hours away: would I get to fuck her? would she suck me off? would I get to masturbate over her, cumming on her face or chest? I quickly jerked myself to completion, dribbling my ejaculate. A couple of hours later Joe went to his neighbours Cindy was sat in just a gown her mum drunk from the Gin Joe had given her, Cindy felt safe knowing her mum would not remember anything when she sobered up so Cindy told Joe to fuck off and get out, Joe looked at her mum said ” you hear that” Cindy’s mum slurred ” you spank her” Joe grabbed Cindy who cried out “no” Joe pulled Cindy’s gown cords open and forced the gown off the struggling girl leaving her naked, he sat pulled Cindy over his knee. I never seem to be able grasp it. It slides away, farther and farther, each time I try to reach for it. And then I wake up only to find I’m still trapped in this nightmare, a nightmare of a life with no joy, no happiness, no love, nothing but sadness for me. Each day I wake up. Each day I wonder. I wonder what it would have been like. To just have, the briefest of moments to be with you. To be a whole person again. To be a real person with a life again. To be what used to be me. I wonder about.