The night time crowd were pretty heavy drinkers. The music was loud. Surprisingly, fights were non-existent. The two groups kept pretty much to themse...lves.One big attraction of the Hideaway was a Mexican cook who presided over a small kitchen. He served breakfast and dinner. The menu was limited and changed daily, but the food was delicious and helpings were generous.The building itself was quite old, a big two-story rectangle with parking on three sides and a covered deck with seating plus a. At least the possibility of criminal prosecution was seemingly eliminated. Blood surged through the vessels in my penis when she pled for my assistance. She was so tiny, so delicate - surely no more than five feet tall and weighing less than one hundred pounds. Her lithe arms seemed to have been perfectly sculpted to meet her angular shoulders. Her lovely neck begged for my lips and tongue. I took a step toward her. My will power was giving in to my lust for this beautiful, young girl. For. " He grinned.Beautiful. Now he'd pissed me off. I rose from my chair and straightened my blue vest. Kevin stared at me as I cleared my throat and walked towards the door."So you can't fire me, huh? That's too bad. Because since the rumor's obviously out that I'm gay, I guess you look like my butt-buddy, sitting in the office alone with me, with the door closed." I said back to him, smiling politely."Do what? Oh, you're in for it now, Mr. Jacobs!" He said, rising from his chair."In for what? A. ” She was searching my face. There was something she was weighing before continuing. I gave her the raised eyebrows, again. She shifted slightly. “I said he had been committed after the fire but I know why … or, at least, what was reported. It apparently caused quite a stir back then. People from town would occasionally come to help clean up and they were amazed at how much he was accomplishing by himself when he seemed so helpless and lost when they were there … here. Hardaway.