Chase took things a step further then Steve had. I felt him gently probing into my ass with that amazing tongue. I moaned and gasped when he did tha...t. “You like that?”“Hell, yes!”Next I felt one of his fingers replace his tongue. I opened my eyes and looked down at him just as he spit on my hole to provide lubrication. As I watched, he slid his index finger into me and began to fuck my ass with it. This was an absolute first for me. In all my years of fantasizing and masturbation to male. " You too, Mom," I mocked.By the time I was leaving for the night, I was about sick of the flashing IM on the screen, but I decided that I was going to leave it for the morning. It wasn't going anywhere, and at most, if it was indeed important, I could just email the person in the morning.Sleep came really easily that night because nothing was on TV. I flipped through the channels with my Miller Lite in hand and when I couldn't find anything good, I settled on Anthony Bourdaine's No. Also, this array pattern isn’t one I made. It’s one that the computers pattern recognition picked out as ‘most likely to draw in spirit energy’. I honestly only have a few ideas on how these fucking things work, but I suspect you’ll quite enjoy them if I’m right. Mostly just because I believe they’re similar to an electrical circuit diagram. This small scale primal gathering array works without any catalyst, I’m fucked if I can figure out how, perhaps just the ink alone has some spirit energy. Cash--it moves the world and I was ready to help move it.Which is why, when my best friend Foxie told me they were hiring at the local A&P I hustled my butt down there to fill out my first job application. The Assistant Manager, a tall, thin wiry Italian named Dominic greeted me warmly and escorted me to the rear of the store, sat me down and handed me several forms to fill out. I was in the middle of this paperwork when Foxie burst into the room."Have you got to the math test yet?" he babbled..