As soon as he sat down, Billy was on him. I was sure that he had tons of questions for the guy. On one hand I felt better. It validated my theory that... my car was indeed special and beautiful so I was happy. On the other hand I wondered what the hell was wrong with me, that a guy that I didn't even know disliked me so much that he'd skip my car to avoid me?BillyI looked over at Bobby. He took a long pull on his beer and laughed at me. He burped loudly and looked at my bowl."Cantaloupe, honey dew. What's your lot doing?" Bits and pieces from Messiah. Not very imaginative." But fun! You ought to come and join us." Much too grand for me." Rubbish! In any case, you'd be lost among fifteen or sixteen other basso profundos." Not with a keen eared conductor." Pish and tush!Ralph laughed, loudly and happily."Anyway, Ralph, I must go or your wife's carer will think I'm after you."Ralph chuckled again. They said goodbye and rung off.Enid did eye him somewhat coldly but Ralph merely smiled. Would you rub my leg for me?" she asked, lifting her foot up to my lap."Sure," I replied, as I started rubbing her injured leg from her foot to her upper thigh. I rubbed it for a long time, before she dropped it back into the hot tub."Thanks, b*o," she said. "It really feels a lot better now."We sat in the hot tub for about thirty or forty minutes, talking about the scrimmage and how well she was doing before she went down."I hope I feel like playing tomorrow, I really need to impress them if I. As I arrived home, night was already transitioning to early Sunday morning. I walked into my place and found Courtney sitting on the sofa with a glass of wine and cocaine residue on the table in front of her. “Get done sucking Donnell’s dick again,” Courtney said with a tinge of attitude.“How do you know,” I asked. “Mark told me that you go over there a few times a week just to suck his dick.”Donnell had obviously told Mark about my visits. Men just couldn’t keep their mouths shut in this.