. because I couldn't let this halfhearted conspiracy go by. Forgive me.(Sanosuke smiles, very faintly.)Sanosuke: Thanks.(Later. Tsukioka groans, then ...sits bolt upright.)Tsukioka: This is... my room. (He catches sight of the now-empty closet.)Sanosuke: If you're looking for the bombs, Kenshin took them all. He's going to find some out of the way spot and bury them.Tsukioka: Damn him! That government dog!Sanosuke: That's not it. He's like us, he has to think about how the government should be.... The feelings I was feeling were intense, and seemedto be building towards something. The feeling was different than when Iwas anally fucked, and far different than anything I had experienced inmy old male life, and after a few minutes they built to a radiating wavethat seemed to pulse out from my crotch. More muted than the sharp, shortrelease of a male orgasm, but ongoing in cascades that seemed to go onforever. I moaned and twitched as cum dribbled out below. I saw colors inmy mind I didn't. I can’t help but stare at her jiggling butt cheeks swaying back and forth under her robe as she leaves the room. I wanted to fuck those cheeks like I did last night, perhaps go even a little further.A few moments later, I was privy to stereo quality screaming coming from Etta’s bedroom as she loudly cussed out her boyfriend (Some guy named Gene who looked like Louis Gossett Jr.) and subsequently slammed the phone in his face. Apparently unknown to me at the time, Etta had been “left hanging” at. We kissed deeply and immediately those lovely hands were on my ass, squeezing it, stroking it, reveling in its feel and weight in their hands. They got those shorts off as if by magic. Then next was the massage oil, warm and wet over my haunches, in my crack, caressed into my muscles and my dirty little heart."Face down, ass up, baby," Smiling Eyes commanded. I nearly busted out with a full-throated cackle, but managed what I thought was a seductive giggle. Way to read my mind.Once I assumed.