’ All of his life, he had never had troubles with meeting people, so tonight would be no different. As he walked to the group, several people in the... bar started shouting out at him. He waved as a courtesy and offered little nothings, but never let anyone in. As he dropped an elbow onto the bar, he looked down for the bartender. He really didn’t want to be there that evening, and would rather be studying game film and practice patterns, but that was the least of his problems. He didn’t want to. That ongoing Dixie Wexler thrum. Not any louder than usual, just ... always there.I turned right on Main and walked the two blocks to Union Station. For some reason, perhaps indifference, they had left a block of six payphones — in those old fashioned booths — intact. Matt had all six numbers; he’d call me on one of them.“Hello.”“One of Connie’s sources heard a Wexler rumor.”Constance Grayson has several lines of Meriwether inquiries going, all under Matt’s supervision. “Good source?”“Her info. “Please fuck me, fuck me hard” Regina says in a childish innocent voice. Xavier thrust himself forward, not holding back at all. He pushes again and again harder each time, drawing little gasps from Regina’s beautiful mouth. His hard dick sliding in and out of Regina’s tight pussy, Xavier can’t believe the pressure that is on his dick. Xavier takes hold of her and twist her over so that she is on top now, she simply stats pumping up and down on his big cock. Her breasts bounce up and down in. Her arms closed around him and her lips pressed against his. She kissed him hungrily, need and desire evident in the strength of the kiss, her tongue running over his lips and gums. Her breasts pressed hard into him, and she gently rocked her hips against him as they kissed.Pulling away from the kiss, she reached back and unbuttoned her dress, peeling it slowly down off her body. He gasped slightly when he saw her breasts fully revealed. They were everything he had imagined — the nipples.