I woke him this
morning. It was almost like we hardly know each other and are just
discovering things. Owe thoroughly enjoyed himself and I enjoyed that
he was fulfilled. Apparently women do not like giving blow jobs?
Maybe hetero men do not take care of their cocks? Owe does not shave,
but he keeps the hair down, which is nice. I do not like it too
bushy. AND it has to be clean. When I was on the truck, I liked to
actually have a bowl of warm water and a wash cloth. Not just wipes.
Most men enjoyed just that. Getting some intense attention paid to
their cock and balls. I had one regular guy, we just spend time
together. I washed him and then we lay in his bunk. He liked to tell
me about his estranged wife and kids. But he loved being on the road,
and his wife did not. So she had left him.
Anyway, Owe and I
went shopping, I had a list with staples that I wanted to stock up
on. He then had a meeting at the club with all the staff. He wanted
me to come, as I had experienced it behind the bar as well, but I was
able to excuse myself. I do not think I could have contributed much.
I went to see P/L. They look very well! They even have a tan! They
are considering a time share! I convinced them to see the accountant
and get his advice and look over the details. I am surprised this
business model still exists. Well, maybe there are reputable
companies out there. We used to go to a camping complex when I was a
kid, and we were offered something like that. My father was
absolutely against it. It was one of his favorite topics to rant
about, actually.
This afternoon Owe
has started his course. I am downstairs, preparing for school
tomorrow. He is upstairs. He likes to be in the office to do work, or
banking stuff or things like that. He says otherwise he gets
distracted. He has not been feeling well, he is getting a cold. He is
one of these guys who thinks they are on deaths door with a little
sniffles.
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