Slowly. Like someone who routinely has to blink via conscious thought. A primitive frown of puzzlement sprang to life on his blood-red face and slowly... evolved into abject confusion. "I thought this was the Hoistigon place," he rumbled, and I suddenly knew how Roman marble statues tumbling in the drum of a runaway cement truck with a defective power take-off would sound."The Hoistigons live about three counties over that-a-way." I started to point, but I was afraid my quaking hand would imply. .I knew it was an adult toy party and I didnt know anyone there. My wife said calm down it'll be OK . I dont know I told her...She said Ill ask Tiff if she has something that will calm you down.I agreed..well there was her way to slip me the special pill. Tiff handed me a orange pill and said it'll make you mellow. I took it and the party got under way. I along with the other husbands there where dressed in all sorts of sexy outfits.I noticed all the other men where getting hardons from all the. Yeah, and of course she gives fucking awesome head. And she don't mind when I blow my wad in her throat.I asked her why she dumped her husband she just grinned and said that he didn't have a cock like mine. Then let me fuck you sis, I asked. Soon, she said.A week ago I thought I would never get to fuck her when she brought home this other girl that she met at a bar. If it had been a guy I would have understood but a girl? And she wasn't exactly the best. I mean she was curvy, not slim like my. It should be noted that in 1973, coffee came in real cans and not plastic containers. The can held one pound of coffee rather than the 10, 12, or 13 ounces that was common when they died. The can also came with a plastic lid that helped seal the freshness in the can. A coffee can was one of those items that was often kept rather than getting thrown away. The can could be used for a thousand and one things around the house. He grabbed it and headed over to the house next door.He knocked on the.