Maybe that’s it. Maybe she’s still on East Coast time. He’d have to wait another hour.“Mister Chili!”The loud voice broke his reverie. He lo...oked up to see a large black man in a bellman’s uniform standing before him.“Uh, yes, I’m Chili,” he mumbled.“This is for you, Sir.” He handed him a letter-sized envelope.“Oh, uh, thank you,” he said. He took out his wallet.“No need, Sir. It’s taken care of,” the bellman said, and he walked away.Chili looked at the envelope. It was the official stationery. There on the site was the heading, "Str8 Neighbor Gets His First Dick". I watched it over and over Sunday night. It wasn't a long clip and I was thankful he never said my name in the audio. Actually in the piece he posted, he kept referring to me as his bitch. When he had slipped his dick into me, he patted my back and said, "That's right bitch, take it..."I had recalled later getting caught up and actually asking him to fuck me. I could have sworn I called his name but all the sounds on the. . and incidentally, this satyr loves you..."Beth felt it all the way from her heels, an emotion for this massive gentle, boisterous man which she could never, never deny! She said: "I love you, too, Jay Durke... Now, get to hell in there and take a shower!"Beth remained loyal to the typewriter throughout the morning and a good half of the afternoon, working in the presence of her middle-aged husband, and as usual, caught up in the racy theme and sequences of his story. She smiled to herself. Just inside the doorway, Tanya stopped and embraced me. I’m six feet one and she was tall enough to look me almost straight in the eye, and she said, “You know, Erika and I are twins, and we share just about everything, but we’ve never shared a guy before.” “It’s a first time for me, too,” I answered, and from the bed, Erika said, “Looks like it’s a first time for all of us. We’ll just have to make it up as we go along.” She smiled and patted the bed next to herself, on her left. Tanya and I.