At least three spare tubes.’ ‘Right. In fact, I’ll carry four, just like you. Anything else I should know, Mr. Know It All?’ He chuckled. ‘...My name for starters.’ He extended his hand. ‘Lance Armstrong.’ ‘Sure you are. And I’m Floyd Landis in drag.’ He laughed. ‘I’m used to the snide remarks, but yours might be the most original I’ve heard so far. But really, my parents named me way before thee Lance Armstrong became famous. Or infamous now, what with the doping scandal. If only I had his. I was aware of nothing else except your tongue and my clit at that point in time, and I caught my breath as I felt the intensity building inside me. My back arching I knew I was about to have the most deep rooted, intense orgasm of my life as again You set to work with my clit, and alternating it between your mouth and the buzzer. I was paralysed with pleasure and had stopped licking your gorgeous butt, not realising until you told me not to stop. Continuing as told, I took your cock back in. Go back!I went to Detroit...Not that far!!The deck houses on the flatbed?No ... No ... before that!I paid?After that! God this is insane... Mwahahaha...You didn't do that ... When you told the guy where you live... The Tracks?No ... he told you something about your place ... that part.The old machine shop?Yeah ... that part.The basement?Uh huh ... you left us hanging... What? About the basement?WHAT ABOUT THE BASEMENT!!!???!!! You are so dense.I don't know ... there's no door.NO DOOR?Can't find. I met her at a bar and we hit it off. We both got drunk and made out in a bathroom stall. I knew it wasn’t right; I was married! But yet I went back to the same bar at the same time the following weekend. Gut told me it was to see her again, but I didn’t want to admit it. I was about to turn around and leave when I saw her, and about a second later she saw me. She made the move. She gave me her number and whispered in my ear her joy of seeing me again. After that…it became like clockwork. As.