I don’t know how, or with what he lubed up, but Johnny lets out a really long ‘ahhhhh’. Anal sex “Looks like rain, Matthew”, offered Blankenship. Just like in the bath house the other day. It consisted of a series of poles that you just drove into the ground, then extended upwards. Should still have them”. “Where ya goin Matthew”? Finally Johnny comes up, right—and just says ‘fuck me’. Tall slender black dude—hmmm. Sitting down at one of the tables, the wind has died down, just the rain. We would then drag all the tents to where their openings were under it. We zipped the two bags together so the three of us could get in. We zipped the two bags together so the three of us could get in. The rain had picked up now to a steady downpour. So—we’re just chillin in the tent, rite ? “Looks like rain, Matthew”, offered Blankenship. If ya got rained out, at least you could still come outside and sit around to play cards, or throw darts, or just whine and moan all day, lol.
