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I’m a free man!” “You sound overjoyed.” I glowered at him. “Just gimme the damn drink, Dave.” “Look Ryan, I’ve been in this shithole long enough to know when a man’s drinking shaved to get the day started. If you want to become an alcoholic, then go full-tilt and start drinking alone in your goddamn whitie-tighties, but I’m not gonna stand here and watch you drown day after day knowing I poured you the first glass.” He pulled the glass away, “From now on, you’re money’s no good here until after noon.” “Ah, piss off. You ain’t my goddamn priest.” I grumbled, getting off the stool. “But I am your goddamn friend.” He crossed his arms, “You say you never gave a shit about that job at the mill, but you’ve been nothing but miserable since they canned you.” I looked to my left, making sure that the bar was empty. Then I looked at Dave, and sighed. “It ain’t the job, Dave. I never gave a shit about that job, and I still don’t. It’s…” I twirled my hand, searching for the words, “My girls are grown now, and I’ve seen them a grand total of a year since they were five. They’re headed off to school on the other side of the country, and…” tits I chewed on my lip, “I had prospects, you know? After the divorce, I could’ve gotten ten different jobs – real jobs - in Phoenix, but I stayed here, because this is where my girls were. I put my whole life in a goddamn holding pattern for twelve years, and now it’s over!” I yelled the last words to cover up the sob in my throat. They echoed throughout the room, bouncing off the implacable stare of Dave Farmstead. “The holding pattern, or your life?” He asked. I shrugged. “Somewhere down the line, the holding pattern became my life. I don’t know, man; you keep waiting for the future, then you realize it’s behind public you, it happened, and it wasn’t nothing like it was supposed to be.” Dave looked at the glass of whiskey he’d pulled from me. “You’re daughters are coming today, ain’t they?” “Yeah.” I breathed it out like a confession. “So you’ve got one month of future ahead of you.” He took the glass, and carefully poured it back into the Hardcore bottle, “Enjoy it.” KELSEY Mom and Daniel were arguing in the front seats of the Escalade. They always were these days. It was one of the reasons Josie and I left the more comfortable middle seat empty, and sat in the back instead. “You might as well pay up now.” I sniggered at my twin sister. “He won’t say it.” Josie said, listening carefully. “Oh, he’s getting there.” I grinned, “It’s right on the oral tip of his tongue.” It had been a long and difficult day. Karen stepped aside and allowed Rosa to enter. Sully didn’t throw me under the bus when he left here after finishing the new Accounting office in the basement. “Morning!” she says as she kisses her way down my shaft and takes one my testicles into her mouth. “So that's a reason to be bigoted against people with an alternative lifestyle choice?” asked Clint. I stood up and followed him over to where everyone else in tits the production crew had gathered. Prince isn’t used to being home alone for so long, it was very nice to bump into you like this though” She gently bumps her hip/ass into my crotch area and gives me a wink. “…but I don’t think Corruption responds to the physical pain of her host,” Justina’s voice droned back to focus, “I think an emotional strike is needed to dislodge her, but I don’t know what. I’d Hardcore made one more major expansion with a fourth building that was one hundred feet wide by eight hundred long. A red dragon tattoo ran up his neck and along his jawline, stopping short of reaching his face. Stefani groaned then threw herself at me. She seized me, pulling me to her and ripping me from Pam's embrace. What lies did you tell him?” “Absolutely!” Kim said immediately. She decided to move to one of the sides, so she would get back oral some vision of the stage, but she noticed that she was quite packed and could barely move, there was new guys at both sides and someone was not being discrete groping her ass. She had grown tired of trying to date over the years when all she could find were straight non accepting men. “Go get the keys” and shaved as she stood up “and start me another cup of coffee” handing her the cup. Tentatively I let public my fingers creep into the deep cleft of her ass, alert for any hint of nervousness or protest she might offer. I just wanted to squeeze and knead and massage it.