I certainly noticed that the bar and party room had been painted; they looked a lot fresher and brighter, now that many years of brown staining from t...obacco smoke had been covered up.I did manage to do two things from my own list; I faced the Market Day crowds and got some cash out of the bank, then nipped down to Boots, and bought Jen a replacement tube of Badedas. She grinned as I slipped it into her hand when we went upstairs to wash our faces and hands before having tea and cake on our. " What about their friend, the tall guy with the attitude. What was his deal? He just kept scowling at you. Did you know him before yesterday?" Not really," Tanner said as he looked away. He shuffled his feet nervously and avoided looking Jack in the eye. "He and some other guys—not Craig and Jeff, different guys—used to kind of pick on me, call me names and stuff. Called me queer, fag, and stuff like that."Jack sat down on the curb and gestured to the spot beside him. "Ah, I see. Did that. Remember rules? I want you to fuck me however you want, whenever you want and use me in any way you want. But, you have to earn that right. We have about two hours to Chicago. You have two hours to file each of my holes with cum. I don’t mean little dribbles of tired sperm. I mean money shots. I want my holes dripping with big loads of cum. Extra points if you can finish by cumming on my tits. No facials, you’ll mess my makeup.” She cupped my aching balls and squeezed. . “Come on.” I whispered eventually, “I can’t smell very nice down there, I haven’t washed since yesterday morning.” “If you didn’t wash for a month,” he replied, “I would still love the way you smell.” He sat back then and finished removing my briefs, taking care not to disturb the plastic bag. “Right then. I am going to wash every part of you except your hair. You can do that yourself.” “How?” I enquired. “You can lean over the sink and I will use the little watering can we use for the pot.