And a cup of green tea.” Again the shelf slid out, holding Mahi’s order, complete with utensils and a napkin. “Shit,” she said softly. “Mayb... I can learn to tolerate this after all.”After eating, Mahi extended the bed and lay down. She knew a nap would give her some emotional distance from the fantastic situation she was in, but she had so much to think about! She was trapped, at least temporarily, with a huge number of strangers, all living in almost total anarchy. If what Klementos said was. Maybe she'd left. Maybe his little girl had hiked up to the police station, or was at a neighbor's house. Or maybe, he thought optimistically, she simply ran away. Maybe she was on the streets of the Cleveland ghetto right now, officially becoming the whore he knew she was.Then he saw her little silver purse on the kitchen counter. She hadn't run away. She was still in the house.He knew that he wasn't going to be able to relax until he confirmed this, though. After all, it was too much to ask. Bill and I had been best buddies -- as some folks call it – since the year dot.As we had all grown-up together, it had become patently obvious, remarkably early on, that Sally and Bill were one day going to end up man and wife. As they eventually did when Sally was only seventeen years old. Bill, like myself, was just one year older. They'd got married just a few months after Bill joined the army.I had never been able to understand why; but Bill appeared only ever to have had two goals in his. Carter was aware of what his wife had planned to do, and had no problem with it. Then it clicked for me. Duh, Mr. Carter was in the movie with his wife. He not only watched those other guys fuck her silly, he came in at the end for his sloppy seconds (or fourths or whatever). I should maybe have even expected him to show up. Now that he was here, though, I had no idea what would happen next. Mrs. Carter was the one to move things along. With my dick still buried inside of her, cum still.
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