Chapter 1
The tall half-naked trees of Central Park bent woefully to the ground; their thick trunks quivered under the force of the strong autumn wind.
Sal watched longingly out of the bedroom window where he stood completely nude; beside him lying on the bed waiting for his loving caresses, was a woman of about fifty who he was now living with and had been for a few months.
He watched the golden leaves as they flew past the window and continued to plunge down on billowy cushions of air until they landed on the ground.
Whirlwinds of thought filled his head, as he stood there over her looking out the window into another world.
His world once, but not any longer.
He had traded this all so long ago for something greater, he thought to himself.
He recounted the benefits of his trade as he stood there gazing out the window.
This is what I wanted, he thought. I'm really in a good way. No responsibilities, Nothing very serious to worry about. And most of all no one to answer to but myself.
These and other such thoughts kept rushing through his mind as he stood there and told himself that his choice had been the right one.
He turned slightly, and looked down at the woman on the bed.
How patiently she waits for me, he thought to himself.
You would never know she was the one paying for her pleasures.
His eyes ran slowly up and down her long sleek body as she began to twitch and undulate from the attention she felt radiating from his long sweeping glances.
She returned his gazes, her eyes traveled from one end of his thick muscular body to the other.
She knew his body well.
She could feel the pleasures that his strong thick muscular frame had given her time and time again, each time her eyes fell on a part of his naked muscular hot flesh.
She really loved him, he could see that in the way she looked at him.
He could feel it in the way she touched and stroked his body in the heat of their passion and frenzy.
He hadn't bargained for this.
The feeling of being loved made him feel caged. He tried to pretend it was just his imagination but he could feel it in everything she did.
There was no doubt possible that he was mistaken.
The thought frightened him.
Never before had he ever been so aware of such a strong feeling of affection from anyone.
He found it hard to understand.
Sal had been a kept man for as long as he cared to remember.
He didn't really remember when it first started but he knew that he was and had been for some time.
As he stood there looking down at her on the bed, he recalled some of his very earliest encounters.
He thought it was such fun then.
No work or problems to it.
Just show your hard cock and everything took care of itself.
He thought this was fun, a game. He enjoyed the whole thing very much.
When he was around sixteen or seventeen, a woman who lived down the street from him lured him to her house one morning and paid him to let her suck his cock and to give her a good fucking with his huge young cock.
He stopped by her house nearly every morning after that, before he went to school.
He liked this experience.
It was his first sex act with a woman and his ego was inflated to the hilt.
He knew no feelings of demand or force. He came to fuck her every morning he felt like it and didn't come when he didn't want to.
Older girls started bribing him later.
They would lure him to their beds and let him fuck them and get him to eat their cunts, while they sucked and lapped at his huge hot throbbing tool.
He recalled some of the thrills and excitement of those scenes and he could feel his cock beginning to rise slowly between his legs as he stood there.
His thoughts continued to flow for a moment and were then distracted by the feeling of hot moist lips as they wrapped themselves softly around his stiffening throbbing cock.
He stood facing the bed for a moment looking down at his firm throbbing cock stretched out in front of him.
He flinched as Sharon's lips moved slowly back and forth over the huge tool.
Slowly he began to feel the sensation of her hot moist tongue as it slid up and down around his big cock.
His mind had turned completely away from his prior thoughts and was beginning to thrust forth new thoughts, thoughts of lust and pleasure.
His body stiffened from the sensation of her lips sliding passionately back and forth over the head of his huge, throbbing, hot cock.
The stiffness of his body became even more rigid, he could feel the tautness increasing, as her hot, slithery, roaming tongue slid over his hot quivering balls and down his hot muscular thighs.
He leaned forward over her on the bed.
Her tongue continued to slide lustfully over his huge hot organ.
He could feel the heat of hot frenzied passion rising from between her hot thrashing thighs.
The hot feminine odor of her slithery, quivering, contracting cunt rose wildly and circled his head and drove him insane with desire.
His mouth became very moist, and her body undulated wildly beneath him.
He swallowed roughly as he became caught up in his own lust and desires.
With wild lustful passion he thrust his head down deep and hard between her legs. He buried his lips and cheeks far into the crevices of her hot twitching cunt.
The motion of her head and tongue was faster now.
He wanted to yell and kick and at the same time thrust his head all the way up into her hot twitching cunt.
The pleasure her hot lips gave him as he lay there over her with his huge hot cock thrust deeply into her hot, moist, quivering mouth, shot through him in frantic flashes of shimmering hot light.
Sharon lapped and sucked his cock and balls as frantically and as wantonly and lustfully as her physical strength gave her the power.
She clung to him like a second skin, and thrust herself around his huge cock with wild lustful thrusts of the head.
There he was lying on top of her, his arms bent slightly and his hands were pressing hard on the soft fluffy bed.
He kissed and lapped and sucked at her cunt as though he were going wild from the lust of her passionate body transmitted to him.
She lay there beneath him, his hard hot cock thrust deeply into her hot quivering throat, clawing wildly at his young muscular back and spreading her long slender legs wide apart.
His hot moist tongue ran along her smooth hot thighs in short lashing strokes.
His eyes were closed and he was moaning as his lips slid back and forth against the hot trembling flesh of her quivering twitching cunt.
The thoughts traveling through his head were driving him to wilder and wilder passions.
The lust and frenzy overpowered him at this point, and he thrust his hot moist tongue all the way to the sensitive clit deep inside the slithery quivering walls of her hot throbbing cunt.
He could feel her stiffen, her entire body twitched and jerked from the fleeting sensation of his passionate teasing.
Slowly his lust and passions increased.
He turned his desires and feelings to the passion and pleasure of her entire body.
Sexually she excited him very much. He found wild pleasures and thrills with her entire body.
He raised himself and slowly turned around, so that his body was facing her.
He took her head into his hands and pressed his moist hot open mouth firmly but gently down against her thin trembling lips.
His hot tongue shot forth and slid between her slithery quivering lips.
It roamed and slid against the inner walls of her hot heavily moist cheeks, and teased the sensitive throat muscles.
He moved his hot heavily moist bps back and forth across hers, sending shivers of pleasure through him.
The pleasure of his hot muscular flesh, pressing so firmly against her, made her moan and buck her body wildly with shivers of pleasure and excitement.
She could feel the entire weight of his body pressing down upon her.
Her trembling arms reached out and clasped him tightly around the shoulders and pulled him even closer to her.
Both their hearts were pounding madly in wild lustful rhythms of desire.
He rubbed his hands down her sides, feeling her rippling flesh quiver with the excitement and passion of his hot lustful touch.
His hands slid across her trembling hips and he let them linger there on each of those tender mounds of flesh while he squeezed those tender smooth muscles with his lustful hot roaming hands.
Slowly his hands slid further down, along her thighs and down her lower thighs all the way to her knees.
He rubbed and slid his hands across every ripple in her smooth skin.
Her entire body trembled as his hot, rough, frantic hands roamed over her soft yielding body.
She moaned softly and clutched tightly to him, her arms wrapped firmly around his shoulders.
She bucked her hips and pulled his head down onto her firm pointed tits.
"Kiss them, lick them, love them-baby make them burn with passion," she screamed to him as she pressed his hot burning lips more firmly against her hot throbbing firm quivering tits.
Sal opened his hot mouth and pressed his lips down onto her firm mounds of flesh.
He took the nipples into his mouth and sucked them like a hungry babe sucks the tit of its mother.
She grunted and made little squeaking sounds as his hot lips continued to press down passionately upon her throbbing quivering tits.
His big cock was getting harder and was throbbing faster and faster as it pressed against his hot thigh.
He pumped his body up and down and felt his hot throbbing sensitive head of his hot cock grow more hot as it rubbed against their two thighs.
Slowly with great ecstasy he teased her cunt by letting his hot moist hairy cock slide slowly down deeper and deeper into her waiting anxious hairy jaws of her tight hot twitching cunt.
Her whole body shook and quivered and bounced on the bed as he pressed his fully erect throbbing tool deeper and deeper into her pleading cunt and then slowly pulled it out again.
Each time he thrust that big throbbing tool into her he thrust it deeper and deeper.
He squeezed the nipples of her tits harder and harder as he thrust his cock into her slithery cunt.
She tossed her head from side to side and dug her nails into his muscular back as it rippled and bounced from the steady rhythm of his hard pounding.
His heart was beating faster now and his body was quivering slightly from the building excitement.
The passion she felt along with the exciting pleasure, shot through her body and pressed out of her lips in high-pitched shrieks.
Her heart was beating wildly.
Sal could feel the pounding of her heart clearly as he lay on top of her and pounded his huge thrusting tool into her hot yielding slit.
He could feel the tension of her hot sensual body as she bucked and pounded her hips and belly against his hot rough muscular flesh.
She moaned and panted in rhythm with his cock as it slid in and out of her tight slithery cunt.
He moaned and bit down firmly into the nipple of her soft yielding tits and hunched his body more rigidly and thrust his cock further into the watering slit.
Her moans and sighs became louder and louder as he pumped and thrust that long hard tool further and further into her female cavity.
She was anxious to feel the pleasure of his cock as it slid against the inner walls of her hot moist cunt.
Her moans and sighs increased as he pounded faster and faster.
She nearly shook them both right off the bed as his big hard cock thrust its big head further and further into the slithery opening of her watering cunt.
She thrust her shaking body up to him again and again, and pulled his head down to her hot tight throbbing tits.
As she shoved his mouth down onto her hot yielding mounds of flesh, his hot heavily moist tongue shot out of his mouth and touched those sensitive nipples and teased them with the tantalizing slickness and roughness of his hot oral organ.
He lashed those pink pointed nipples wildly with his hot furiously waving tongue.
She yelped, screamed and grunted with pleasure and excitement as his hot tongue slid over the sensitive flesh.
His hot throbbing cock slid back and forth over the ripples of her cunt lips and against the inner walls of her hot quivering cunt.
The head of his throbbing cock throbbed and quivered as he thrust it to the innermost reaches of her watering twitching, slithery, throbbing cunt.
The hot burning sensation along his stiff cock made his motion a little jerky.
His legs and arms trembled a little as he kept up this pounding.
His hard throbbing cock went deep into her hot watering undulating flesh.
Her whole body was beginning to quiver and small beads of sweat were forming on her forehead.
He could see it as it ran slowly down the side of her face and across the lower part of her cheeks and finally slid off her face and onto the bed.
Her hot quivering thighs were steadily in time with his wild furious pounding.
Slowly he raised her legs to the ceiling as high and as far as they would go.
He raised his body slightly and then thrust his huge cock all the way into her slithery opening.
Wildly and with great passionate force he pressed himself into her again and again.
Her throbbing tight cunt quivered and twitched from the strong thrusts of pressure she felt from the force of his wildly pounding tool.
She received his thrusting with great lust, screaming and biting down on her own lips, as she dug her sharp nails deeply into his hard muscular back.
The wild passion of his thrusts continued to penetrate her flesh and gave her wild throbbing bursts of pleasure.
Their moans and sighs filled the room, and echoed inside his head.
She pulled his head down to where their lips were touching.
His hot quivering tongue touched the tips of her open trembling lips, and quivered wildly as they met and pressed firmly against each other.
He could feel the excitement flowing from her lips to his and through his whole body.
She thrust her hot tongue deeply into his oral cavity and slid it back and forth across the inner walls of his hot moist mouth.
Their saliva mixed and the passion of their touch increased to a fever pitch.
They were both sweating now, it ran off of them in heavy hot beads.
The sounds of heavy breathing and panting became louder and louder as the passion reached new highs of frenzy.
They rolled and tossed together on the bed in hot wild jerking pounding motions of sexual pleasure.
Her hot breath struck his face sending chills of pleasure through his hot sensitive body, making him shiver and thrash a little from side to side.
She spread her legs wider apart, and thrust her body up pushing her hot contracting cunt up to his cock, as far and as hard against the oncoming pleasure as she could.
He anxiously thrust his hot, round, throbbing tool all the way into her and held it there for some seconds, feeling the total heat of her hot cunt on all parts of his hard throbbing cock.
She pulled greedily at his hot muscular buttocks to force his cock hard and fast forward into her hot hairy opening.
Sal pounded harder and harder thrusting the head of his burning thrashing tool in and out of her quivering slit much faster now.
The friction at this faster motion thrilled her more and more.
She yelled and screamed with pleasure as the huge cock slid against her hot clit and touched her hot inner cunt walls.
Her body was shaking and quivering all over. She was ready to come.
Sal knew she was ready, he bit her ears on the tips and squeezed and pulled the sensitive nipples of her hot throbbing pink mounds of sensual yielding flesh.
Closer and closer she came to her climax, her body quivering and jerking wildly.
She moaned and tossed her long slender legs about the bed in a wild frenzy.
She tossed her head in frantic lustful passion.
Sal bit wildly on the firm tips of her hot quivering nipples.
Her hot hairy cunt began to quiver and contract more violently.
She screamed again and again, more violently each time.
She was now on the verge of coming any second.
Sal could feel the moisture of her hot thrusting cunt increase as her excitement grew stronger and stronger.
Suddenly and frantically, she took hold of both his shoulders and clasped her hands tightly around them.
She bucked her body way up, nearly bending herself double.
Sal bent his body too, to keep up with her wild frenzied motions.
She pressed firmly on his shoulders down, down, down, she pushed, raising the lower part of her body all the time until finally his cock slid out of her cunt.
She then pressed his hot moist head down between her legs and placed his hot moist lips over the opening of her cunt.
He replaced his hard round cock in that cavity with his hot slithery searching lashing tongue.
She pressed his head to her hot hairy opening with wild insistence and desire.
Sal slid his hot roaming tongue over the hairy lips of her twitching quivering juicy cunt, and then down, down, down, deep into the hot slick reaches of her quivering, hot, burning cunt.
She spread her legs as wide as they could go and thrust her cunt up as high and close to his mouth as she could thrust it.
His hot lashing tongue slid over the firm sensitive clit again and again, each time sending shivers of pleasure and excitement through both of them.
The bed was a plain of thrashing, pounding, shaking, vibrating bodies.
She cried out loudly with pleasure as his hard young muscles tightened and flexed and tightened again.
His hot burning, lashing, tongue ascended into the depths of her hot slithery pit of passion.
His body was weaker and weaker, he knew that he too was ready to come.
His cock was throbbing constantly and his whole body seemed to be throbbing too.
He looked down at Sharon softly as he pumped so furiously away at her hot throbbing cunt.
He caught a glimpse of the passion and fury in her eyes and pounded harder into her hot yielding flesh.
Her eyes were closed now and her face bore the expression of total bliss as she bucked and grunted and moaned out of pleasure and lust.
She was coming now, her hot love liquid flowed from her in great gushes of appeased accomplished pleasure.
Her hot burning come covered his hard throbbing cock and overflowed onto her thighs and dropped its burning passion finally onto the sheets of the bed.
The room resounded with bursts of screams and moans and sighs of pleasure and sensual passion.
Sal was coming too, his big round cock was thrusting his hot throbbing head deeper and deeper into her come-filled cunt, with ever greater fury and passion.
He felt his hot pounding tool jerking and pulsating rapidly as his hot burning come shot forth and mixed with the juices and heat of her violently quivering female organ.
Great shivers of pleasure and passion rushed through him and pounded wildly at his entire body as the spasms of pleasure and ecstasy rose to their maddening heights inside his trembling frenzied body.
He moaned and panted and grunted as the tremblings subsided and his body began to relax and grow less sensitive.
Sal lay on top of her for a long time as the final contractions of his body and the vibrations of his body sunk quietly away.
After the feelings of thrill and excitement had left them and their bodies were relaxed and calm again, Sal slowly slid himself off her and lay beside her on the bed.
He had come and most of all he had given her the feeling of utter and complete satisfaction for the present moment.
He wondered how long it would be before the craving and demand for his maleness would again bring him to that hot moist sensual place between her long slender legs.
His hairy muscular chest pounded up and down and his semi-hard cock now lay on top of his balls slightly bent to the right, and slowly shrinking in size.
His job was done now, there was nothing else to be done about it at the moment.
She was satisfied and was lying there beside him in total silence.
Not even the sound of her breathing was audible to him.
He glanced quickly in her direction and surveyed the situation.
She lay on her back, her eyes were staring at the ceiling.
The rising and falling of her chest were slightly visible to him.
Her hand was still clutching his arm as he tried to move away from her.
She seemed to tighten her grip bidding him to remain there with her.
He stopped his motion abruptly, and turned to her looking directly into her face, waiting for her to say something.
She remained silent, still clutching him more tightly now and still staring at the ceiling.
Her face took on a gray hue, and her eyes dimmed and grew smaller in size.
As she started talking to him her eyes remained fixed on the ceiling, and there was a trembling in her voice.
He eased slightly away from her a little as she began to speak.
There was the sound of warm tenderness in her voice and at the same time it was cold and disarming.
Sal raised up from the bed as she spoke and leaned forward, resting his hands between his legs as he had always done even as a child.
Her words came as no surprise to him.
But though he was waiting for them there was still a slight pang of regret in hearing them.
"I don't want to tie you down, Sal," she said. "You must live and enjoy your life however you choose to do so.
"I know that you don't really love me or any one else for that matter.
"I really wish I could be the one you love, oh with all my heart I wish I could be.
"If you could only give me a chance," she continued, "I could really do a lot for you, my sweet precious one. There's nothing that you could ask that I would ever refuse you, you know that.
"What is it you want so badly that all this means nothing to you?"
He sat there for a moment unable to speak. Unable to put into words, any meaningful words the thoughts that were going through his mind now.
He turned his head away from the bed for a moment and gazed into the distance. With bewilderment in his glance he turned back to the bed and looked down at the sheet and tried to speak.
"I don't know how you can expect so much of me, over and above what we really bargained for. I didn't ever promise to love you, nor did I promise to stay with you forever. When I get ready to leave I'm sorry I will just have to say goodbye.
"You know this, I'm sure this isn't the first time this has happened with you. I think it's really what you expected from the beginning and I can't be responsible for your sudden pangs of affection now.
"I have never tied myself down to one woman and have no intention of starting such a thing at this juncture in my life.
"You have been kind and sweet and even nice to me, but that's not all of it. I too gave something of myself to you during all of this.
"I think this is really what you're thinking about when you start these pleading scenes with me.
"You don't want me," he said. "You have everything you could ever want already. And as far as sex goes there are a hundred, a thousand men or more who could fill you with pleasure and excitement as I do and make you feel as good sexually.
"I just happen to be the one you chose because I was there when you needed me and you took me for what I was worth to you then.
"Baby we made a bargain you and I, don't ask for more than we agreed on in our bargain before you developed these feelings, it won't work."
He sat there for some time expecting to hear her counter all of his statements as she usually did, but nothing came from her lips.
She lay silently and motionlessly on the bed beside him. Still looking gray and sad.
"Oh come on," he said, "don't pull this hurt routine with me. You should have expected to get hurt a little somewhere along the line, it happens all the time.
"Your money can't buy my soul, only my presence and hard cock for a certain period of time. Nothing lasts forever you know.
"I've gone to your dreary get-togethers and danced with all your friends and have had to smile at them when I wanted to laugh out loud right in their faces. I think I've given you an equal amount of myself too.
"I don't know if that in any way will help to end your suffering but I hope you can find some consolation in these things.
"I hope you don't take any of this too hard," he said as he caught himself and could see that she was becoming more and more sad-looking.
"I hope you don't really take any of this too hard.
"Look at me," he said, "you're making it more difficult for me every day and I haven't yet said I was leaving.
"I could, you know. I don't always have the best time of it around here."
With this statement the conversation ceased all together.
The two of them sat on each side of the bed preparing to make a motion to move off the bed but they both remained waiting for the other one to move first.
These situations always seemed a little more than Sal ever cared to put up with and always succeeded in putting him in a bad mood for several hours after that.
He knew his position with her and knew that she was aware of his feelings very clearly right from the beginning.
She was to pick up the tab as long as she was taken care of by him sexually, and that was the only bargain there ever could be.
The rest of this he felt was the cropping up of other problems that he felt were her own personal hang-ups and he didn't want to deal with at all.
He now felt that it was time for him to get up and leave the room and he wanted to make the exit with as little problem as possible.
Suddenly he braced himself, got up off the bed and headed for the door.
"I'm going out for a while, Sharon," he said. "Don't wait up for me. I'm apt to be late getting in.
"And don't wake me too early in the morning. I'm not getting enough rest lately.
"And it seems that you are an all-demanding woman lately," he concluded.
He smiled slyly as he left the room, leaving her still sitting on the side of the bed alone.
She sat there for a long time letting the feelings of her emotions calm down.
She thought to herself as she sat there, of the two of them.
She had planned so much in this conversation and now it was over, and there she sat, feeling the desire to say so much more.
How could she tell him what she really felt for him? What real difference would it really make to him one way or the other?
You're being a fool, she thought, as she heard the shower go on, and the sound of his voice singing in the hollowness of the bathroom.
She got up off the bed and put on her robe and went to the bar and fixed herself a drink. She walked back to the bedroom, her gown flying to either side of her slender well-shaped frame as she glided across the heavily carpeted floors.
Sal was out of the shower and back in the bedroom when she returned.
He said nothing to her but continued to dress as hurriedly and as neatly as he could without losing much time in doing so.
Sharon sat back on the bed sideways, looking in his direction and watched him as he dressed himself.
She watched him as he finished drying off with the towel and saw him lie it in the chair beside the door, and then stand in front of the closet door nude.
She surveyed his young muscular body. Her eyes traveled from his head to his toes.
She thought of the feeling of that thrill and pleasure of the hard firm muscular frame as it pressed down upon her in her bed.
She watched him flexing those thick firm legs that slid and quivered between hers, as he pounded his stiff pleasurable body back and forth between her outspread thighs.
How natural he looks, she thought, as she continued to gaze at him as he prepared to get dressed and leave.
She shivered a bit as her eyes fell down his body and halted at his crotch.
She looked at his big cock dangling there between his legs swinging back and forth as he moved about.
She swallowed passionately as she thought of how well she knew the feeling of that cock and of how much she longed to possess it so that no one else could ever share any of the pleasure of it with her.
She thought quickly of that cock and of the pleasures it had given her.
She began to shake in anticipation and from the pleasures of her past experiences with it as she recalled them.
They said nothing to each other now, all conversation was meaningless at this point.
Sal chose the clothes he was going to wear with great care. He always wanted to look very casual and tonight was no exception.
He usually dressed like a playboy when he went out with Sharon because she liked him to dress that way.
Tonight had to be a very special night. Not for any special reason, he didn't even know where he was going he just wanted to get out of there for a while.
How soon it could be before he came back would depend on what happened to him when he finally got out on the streets.
Tonight had to be a free night not like any other night he had ever experienced.
He wasn't planning to pimp his big cock tonight, if he found a woman that night it would be because he really wanted her not because she found him and picked him up.
Right about now he was sick and tired of the word "women" let alone any special one.
No, tonight he wanted to be the lone wolf and do what he wanted to do with no one to tug at his sleeve or look disappointingly at him and drop their eyes because of some small displeasure.
He glanced at Sharon quickly out of the corner of his eyes.
He saw her sitting on the side of the bed watching him.
A bolt of lightning-like charges shot through him as he reached back into the closet.
"Why in the hell doesn't she leave me alone?" he asked himself.
His anger was rising all the while he put on his trousers and slipped his socks and shoes on after them.
He thought of how nice everything was the first year they were together, of all the promises she made, and never kept.
All the dreams she helped him make and then stood by and watched them crumble to the ground for the lack of one type of help or another from her.
It had always appeared to him that she did this so that she wouldn't lose control of him by letting him gain his own independence.
Sal really realized that this might not be the case all the time, but he couldn't help feel that this was the way it was most of the time.
The sprawling pale-blue bedroom seemed to him a horror chamber at this point where he was being tried for being himself.
There he was standing in front of Sharon, his judge and jury, waiting for her to pass sentence upon him.
He smiled softly to himself not turning around so that Sharon could see his smile.
Something amused him, the only thing in this entire situation that amused him if anything did was something that Sharon didn't know and would probably never know.
He couldn't tell her; it would be too cruel to let her find out.
The fact was, he didn't care about any of it, and by not caring, he wasn't too terribly affected by the whole thing right now.
He tried to convince himself more strongly of this as he stood there in front of her, preparing to defy her in a way.
The main fact in the thing was that he really did care. Not in a great lovemaking way, but because she was human and he could feel that he was really hurting her.
He didn't really know if he was hurting her very much but he knew she felt enough to be hurt.
He wasn't sure she didn't deserve to be hurt a bit but he knew he couldn't really keep on hurting her for a long time. It wasn't in his way of living. It took too much out of him to be mean for too long.
As she sat there on the bed looking at him so alone and longingly, he felt the urge to stop the whole thing and stay there with her.
Seven times he started to leave the pale blue room, without saying anything to her or making anything out of the way she was acting toward him.
Finally he turned back to the closet, finished his dressing and walked out of the room.
Sharon looked longingly after him but still said nothing.
He walked over to the bar and fixed himself a tall gin and tonic and sat down on the couch.