We looked at porn magazines – this was before the internet – and occasionally watched a movie. The women changed, but the guys were the same. Japanese sex My head space was somewhere between bitterness and depression. We must have stood around shooting the shit for an hour before Tom got out the cards. If someone wanted to take it further, they did so away from the group. I must have been on the same schedule as them, there were some regulars who were there every late morning. We grabbed our drinks and walked there. My head space was somewhere between bitterness and depression. All stuff I did before, just not regularly. So I answered, “I’ll try it up to handjobs this once and see if it works for me.” Tom smiled and put his hand on my shoulder, then said, “Let’s go to the home theater.” It was in the basement, and Tom kept his hand
