“Sorry Sue but I need to protect my cock from the grill.”She said, “I have a better idea,” and walked over to a cabinet and removed a barbecue... apron for me. “Here you go stud, put this on so I can see that ass while you cook.”I donned the apron and cooked the cheeseburgers with just the right amount of spices and toppings. When they were ready we sat at the table and devoured everything along with more drinks.“Fuck me Tony, not only can you fuck like crazy but you can really cook. Don always. ?”She nodded, “Well…..the house will be empty so……….” She shrugged her shoulders.I looked at her unable to believe that it might really happen at last. All the times I had thought about our conversations, and the times I had imagined it was her I was in when I was fucking Jen, of knowing she could hear us as I did……..I nodded slowly.“Are you sure you really want to?” I asked fearful that the answer might not be what I wanted to hear.This time it was her turn to nod but then her eyes dropped. ” My eyes fluttered from one corner to the other. Only three women confronted my gaze with courage. The rest (all men) hung their heads and stared down. They were doing this to avoid the flare in my sore eyes! “Well,” I mouthed, “in that case, I have no business left to finish here.” I got up on my feet and wrenched my clothes back. Brady seemed paralyzed with everything that was going on. He was snuggled up on the floor, his hands unfolded behind him, his palms pressed onto the cold floor.. Not today," says Fuller not even looking down in her direction."Wait, please wait" she begs.Fuller hesitates and stops.The other pedestrians flow around them."You can spit on me for a dollar," she offers.Fuller stares at her speechless."I know you despise me."For a minute, Fuller stops breathing. He is dressed in a business suit standing at a busy downtown street corner across from a park. He looks down at the panhandler. She is dressed in old blue jeans and a man's faded, plaid, wool.