A Lifetime Waiting For The Time I Could Just Imbibe, Be Free To Tango

I sat at the bus station waiting for the bus to Atlanta. Across from me was a man with a limp. We kept making eye contact. I went to the men's room out of boredom. I looked up and the man was beside me. He spoke quietly asking if I wanted a blowjob. I said how much. He looked around before saying twenty. I agreed and we went into the stall where I busted him for solicitation.

Another dirty night busting pervs.

In the office I watched the chat spaces, a sale was going down of porn with minors. I made a couple of calls, the race was on before he was out of jurisdiction. Small time players small time evidence. We had him and threw everything at him. An insurance salesman.

I had my time in, retired on full pension. Moved to a small cabin in the mountains. And their far away from prying eyes indulged in my habit. Indulged. I was free to enjoy my habit without recrimination. I met a friend there and we settled back to do what we always did. Enjoy sex together. unabashed open homosexual sex.