“Well, sometimes these women, they get weird with the foreigners. They think they have more freedom than they do with the overbearing, jealous Turkish men. So, I'm not too freaked out when she's scratching my back or telling me to slap her...” Mook paused, not so much for the narrative effect, but so he could double check that what was to follow actually happened. “But when she pushes me off her, runs to the bedroom door bear-ass naked and opens up, I have no idea what to expect.
"In comes what I assume is her sister and her boyfriend. Before I even know what is going on, she's back in the saddle and the two intruders are getting down on the floor cushions. I'm too wasted to care, plus her sister was gorgeous.
"It's starting to get loud in there, not just her and her sister but the grunting ogre of the boyfriend too. I'm starting to get into it more and I'm ready to all 12 rounds with her when SMACK a slap echoes through the room and that whiney feminine Turkish breaks my concentration again. I flip my off me and onto all fours so I can see what's going on over there and keep going at the same time.
"The ogre is getting dressed, I guess she was pissed he lost our little horserace. She's still sitting there naked, legs spread looking at me and her sister and I just can't help but ask him... bunu bitirmek icin gidiyor musunuz?"
Mook chuckles at this, but Chris erupts into hysterical laughter, while Tay and Matt sit back stunned and a little horrified at the story, unable to speak.
"You really said that?" Chris asked.
"Uh huh. And since he didn't. I did."
"No fucking way. That's both disgusting and admirable. Congratulations."
"Sorry to ruin your male bonding here, boys. And, really, that was such a lovely story," Tay said. "But, how exactly does this lead to you sleeping on this bench?"
"In comes what I assume is her sister and her boyfriend. Before I even know what is going on, she's back in the saddle and the two intruders are getting down on the floor cushions. I'm too wasted to care, plus her sister was gorgeous.
"It's starting to get loud in there, not just her and her sister but the grunting ogre of the boyfriend too. I'm starting to get into it more and I'm ready to all 12 rounds with her when SMACK a slap echoes through the room and that whiney feminine Turkish breaks my concentration again. I flip my off me and onto all fours so I can see what's going on over there and keep going at the same time.
"The ogre is getting dressed, I guess she was pissed he lost our little horserace. She's still sitting there naked, legs spread looking at me and her sister and I just can't help but ask him... bunu bitirmek icin gidiyor musunuz?"
Mook chuckles at this, but Chris erupts into hysterical laughter, while Tay and Matt sit back stunned and a little horrified at the story, unable to speak.
"You really said that?" Chris asked.
"Uh huh. And since he didn't. I did."
"No fucking way. That's both disgusting and admirable. Congratulations."
"Sorry to ruin your male bonding here, boys. And, really, that was such a lovely story," Tay said. "But, how exactly does this lead to you sleeping on this bench?"
