What woke me was a noise. I opened my eyes and was shocked: the latino clerk was standing over my bed! I pulled the sheet over my bare body. "What do ...you want?" I said.He stood there looking at me. Finally he said, "I want the money for your friend's room. They checked out and said you were paying."I was befuddled. "What friends?" I asked. "I don't have any friends. I just got off the bus – I don't know anyone here."A crafty smile played over his lips for a second. Little did I know it, but I. It did not shock me as we have gone into adult stores many times. We made it to the restaurant and had dinner and a few drinks. My wife was a little tipsy and we headed out. I was going to turn and take an alternate route home when my wife spoke up "Hey I thought we were going to go by the adult store on our way home" "Turn around I want to see what they have for us" I made a U turn and headed that way. We pulled into the parking lot and it was empty or so it appeared to be. Allot of people. I slipped the cord of my robe so that the robe opened slightly, just enough to show my hairy chest and the outline of my cock. I leaned into Susan and kissed her gently on the lips. Being ever the gentleman I said, “Susan I want to fuck you, you are so fucking sexy,” she replied, “ I would really love to fuck you John, I have wanted you ever since I saw you fucking Kirsty.”Our kiss became deeper our tongues entwined, she felt my chest running her hands over my nipples, I felt her right breast,. Otherwise they won't come and jump in your lap when you call them. They'll just sort of skulk around at the edge of the room, staring at nothing with their big wide eyes. Who wants something pretty in the room if it doesn't ever purr? You could just tell he came from a family that believed touching wasn't one of the five senses but one of the seven deadly sins. Like the big mean guy from the Old Testament is standing up there all poised, legs apart and arm upraised, ready to hurtle down that.