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I would go and visit him, but, what was the point? Anyway, I was fucking his wife. Rhino inhaled deeply. “These are tough times. Tough times.” I remained silent, in the event that perhaps he had more to offer. “You know the story of railroads? They managed to connect most of the country together; East coast to West; overcoming any type of difficult terrain.” I nodded in confused acquiescence. “The engineers and construction workers; they found a real problem though. What about the mountains, the hills, the rivers and the gullies? Money was limited for these projects; so what were they going to do, add another 100 miles of track to move around?” I shrugged. Jesus, if this was an analogy, I hoped to Christ he’d made his point already. “So what did these guys do? Huh? Build more track?” He stared at me. “Huh?” I humoured him. “No Mr. Kaplan.” “You’re goddamn right. So what did they do? They used dynamite. They blasted a whole through the obstacle, and then they tunneled right through. . But can we just do it with our clothes on? I don't feel like taking off my PJ's now..." Carl was surprised since I usually didn't mind getting naked with him, but never the less he agreed, and he smiled at me as he leaned his head closer to mine. Carl started kissing me softly with a few light pecks on the cheek, then he moved his head back so he was facing me and he leaned his head in kissing me on my lips as I kissed him back. Between our sloppy kisses he whispered to me saying, "Ohh honey... I love you sweetie... Mmmm..." I always remember feeling weird whenever he called me honey, referring to me as his lover of course, and I kept my eyes open for a moment. But eventually I just sucked it up and I played along like I was expected to as I closed my eyes to enjoy it better.All of a sudden Carl sneaked one hand down as he reached down for my pajama pants and I reached down to stop him saying, "WAIT!... NO!..." But it was far too late once he actually managed to sneak his hand.
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