The three others were dressed much as he was, one wore a suit, one a shirt and trousers, the other a t-shirt and jeans. All of them were handcuffed wi...th their wrists behind their backs. All of them were gagged; one with tape strapped across his lips, the other two with strips of cloth pulled cruelly tight. George looked around in panic, pulling against the handcuffs and the chains that held him to the pillar; grunting into whatever it was that was gagging him. The others seemed to accept their. ." "Are you mad at me, Joe?" "No no no, no no no ...you told me this before...you also like to make love with women. Trust me. I'm a grown man. I understand.....but...but I have never seen..." "Did it get you excited?" "Yes, excited is the right word., Sylvia." "Did it get your dick hard, Joe?' "Sylvia, please..." I was so happy to see him. Here was my lover, my Nonno, the grandpa I never had, who I could be as sexy and as dirty with as I wanted, or, at least as much as he would let me be, here. I always have ones because I waitress at O’Malley’s.” Did he need to know that last little bit of information? I always seemed to say too much when I’m nervous. I reached into my pocket and gave him five ones. Our hands touched when we exchanged the money and my eyes snapped to his. His eyes revealed that also he felt the undeniable electricity between us. Our trance soon ended when another person joined us, lugging their dirty laundry over to a nearby washing machine. My tall stranger went. "Leonard, what happened to yourwife?"He winced. "She remarried and died seven years ago, but she had a goodlife." I'm glad that she was able to move on."He hesitated, then nodded. "Yes."~Three to one, they drugged her to make her forget. But at least theydidn't kill her.~"Then we'll talk about something else. I'd love to talk about me,unfortunately, there isn't much to tell you, unless you want to knowwhat it's like to waitress in the Keys." That's right," he said, chuckling. "Mother told me.