Why that was important will be explained later."You don't owe me rent," said Lynne."But I live here," I said, needlessly."For which you pay me by work...ing," she said. "If anything, I should be paying YOU. Your labor is worth a lot more than just room and board." Nonsense," I snorted. "I'm homeless, and you're being kind."She snorted. "If I didn't know better I'd SWEAR you were trying to get me in bed, Bob MacAllister."That was out of the blue, until I remembered another time when she'd said. She gave me a kiss in the cheek and took one of the bags to the kitchen where she already had finished chopping the salad and the bread was in the oven.Put the bottles of wine in the table and one tequila bottle, just in case, we probably were going to be over just past mid night and finished in our own beds. I was wrong.We did had a lovely dinner, we talked about everything and nothing while drinking wine. We cleaned up, left the kitchen so clean, I could not believe we were drunk already. . . You saw the arena, floating freely on an island in space, growing larger in your field of view. It was a spectacle all gods knew from their time at the shows: a majestic construct, more like a palace than an arena, shaped like a golden circle with an enclosed roof and Roman-style pillars that conflicted annoyingly with your tendency to favor Japanese aesthetics. Placards and posters displaying past victorious gods and their champions were posted all over the walls, both outside and inside the. I deep throated for about 4 minutes and then he said "Sawyer I'm gonna cum!" That gave me the urge to go even faster and harder then about a minute later he chummed and shot at least 7 ropes of cum down my throat. I had no trouble at all swallowing his salty sweet cum. By after he cum we made out one more time then we heard clapping. And we turned around to see Jake, awake in the chair, masturbating his 8 incher. Harry and I were in complete shock. Jake stood up and said "Wow Sawyer! You have.