”“I tried to wait until tonight for us to share Sly, but he called and texted me that he was horny.”Sly, a fifty-nine-year-old top who’s a chu...nkier resemblance of Sylvester Stallone, was a landscaping company owner who was not only good for laying fertilizer, but laying pipe as well, at least per neighborhood lore. He dabbled with women and men, especially younger, slimmer ones like Chris and Josh. Josh wasn’t mad that his lover was fucking another guy, but that his lover didn’t have the. After 18 months of the law's passing, murder and injury cases increased. Women who were unwilling to accept the forced sex hid weapons to protect themselves from men. Men who attacked other men, trying to protect women. Jails filled up, but many of the accused still went free, as juries sided with the perpetrator, understanding their position. Quickly, it became clear, that the Mandatory Availability Act had failed, and instead skyrocketed crime rates.Perhaps the most important turn in this. He wasn't gay and never had sex with any of the other inmates. He didn't know what to think. He just met this new fish, he didn't even know the guy's name. Then this new fish is asking for protection. And he's offering oral and anal sex. What could he do? Say NO! He didn't have sex since he went to prison.Junebug thought about it, kinda interested and kinda turned off. Jack was eager for a response, and said the same things about giving oral sex & anal sex. He was not gay either, but he has. Shela sat out the oil lamps, and all the candles and flashlights she could find while I jumped into my car and made my way uptown to get more lamp oil, candles, batteries and food. We had found a note from mom saying that she might have to stay at work until the storm was over. She could fill in for someone that couldn’t make it into work if need be. The driving was treacherous; the streets were slick and drifted with snow. The wind was blowing and drifting the snow so bad I couldn’t see.