Add my new black Stetson and I’m good to go. Maybe.Wexler was drinking in The Pub Station, a cavernous bar with live music. He’d been in there sin...ce 5, drove straight from work. I assumed — hoped! — he’d be a little oiled by now.From the street, The Pub looks like what it used to be — a Greyhound bus station. It’s downtown, easy walking distance from my digs. I pushed inside the joint — crowded and noisy.I’d purchased a ticket — a local band was covering Tom Petty — earlier from their box. Langdon could only see part of the fingers in front of his body, resting on his thigh and guessed the hand was of a man. There was no doubt in Langdon’s mind that the hand was trying to get to his bulge which was retorting to the slow massage and getting stiff in his jeans showing its full swollen length of meat. Quickly, the man stopped and then started poking Langdon’s balls through the cloth sheathing and some of his fingers were even trying to nudge at the entrance of Langdon’s ass making. After the usual greetings, we ordered, and after the first course was served the kids got straight to the point. It was a very sharp and painful point. Tim started."Dad, we wanted to know why you tolerate Mom's behavior. Why do you let her go on with it for such a long time and why you are still married?" What in hell are you talking about? Your mother and I love each other today the same way we used to in our youth! What kind of behavior are you talking about? And I hope you gave it a very. His gentle nature worked in his favor. He had a very sensual touch and she found herself slipping her tongue up to caress his lips. He nibbled his way across her lips with his as the tip of his tongue danced with hers. She tried sucking on his tongue but it proved elusive and she pressed harder until she found herself lying across his body with him on his back.Shirley's head was spinning. She was so charged up from his kisses! Her breath was coming out in gasps. His hands were in her hair and.