Anything found in the room belonged to Waite, too. Bundles of money were under the towel. They were US notes, not ones from a private bank. They were ...'good as gold', but Waite would take them to the Wells Fargo bank anyway.Encouraged by the find in the one pouch, Waite spun the bags around and opened the other bag. A shirt was crumpled up on top. There were more bundles of the paper money there. He pulled them out of the bag and stacked them with the other money. The bills were all of large. Good buddies had left him with a messy cleanup. A fine way to start off the most important morning of his life.Charlie was snoozing on the sofa. All the rest of the good buddies had long since staggered out the door. 'Well, I hope they had a good time, at least. Leaving me to pick up after them.'Now Charlie was awake. He was sitting up and stretching. Good old Charlie. Dave had known him since high school. They'd had some wild times together. Once, they'd even... "C'mon, Dave, old fella. Lemme. She says living room is fine and that she's use to it. So I pull my pants down right in front of them and sat down. She grabs my dick and goes to her knees, puts my dick in her mouth and suck with no hesitation. The husband sit down on the other couch and watches as his wife sucks her first black dick. I strike up little convos with the husband while his wife sucks, drools and lick my balls all that way to the tip of my dick. He says that she's a major cum whore and told her to tell me want she. She was really sexy and we fucked all the time. I actually began to think that my sissy past was just a youthful mistake; i wasn't a faggot after all, just a mixed up punk who needed a real woman to straighten him out.But a lot of times when Sherlyn and I were having sex, my thoughts would go back to Butch, and how sweet it had felt to be in his big strong arms & to know that I was his woman. I knew that Sherlyn had been working in a Korean owned club in Angeles City, and I began to ask her.