He also had a drink in his hand that looked like just whisky and ice. He must have changed, because I could see now that he was just wearing sleep pants, a t-shirt and some sandals. I sized him up, wondering as I do in situations with possibilities, if he would be the second man I sucked. 'Um, not really.' He said as walked towards me. He must have seen me under the porch light because he waved. It was about midnight and my wife had been asleep for almost two hours already, and here I sat on the porch smoking and having a few beers.Īfter a short time Bill came back out and lit up a smoke. It looked like his wife fell out of her door and he had to come back and practically carry her into the house. After just a few minutes out there, my new neighbors pulled up in their driveway and I watched as the husband, his name was Bill, got out of the car and started walking towards his house. Last Saturday was a warm one for Michigan this time of year, and I was sitting out on my front porch having a smoke.
