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Putting her robe on, she moved, a little wobbly from the drinks, from the bathroom to the living room. Fixing another drink, she heard a noise on the street growing louder. Watching through the kitchen window, Tammy saw the garbage truck moving slowly up the street toward her spacious home. It was Tuesday and noticing her husband had once again forgotten to put the trash out, she ran gay porn man down the steps to the garage to grab it and get it out before the truck got to the end of her driveway. She got the last bag out to the curb just as the garbage man jumped off the back of the truck. It was early afternoon, but already hot out. It must have been at least 90 already, but it was the humidity gay porn man that it made it seem so much worse. Tammy could feel the sweat on her back, arms and face as she moved from the garage to the street. She watched the large black man walking over to her. He didn have his shirt on, he never did. The sweat glistened on gay porn man his massive dark chest. "Hot one today, huh?" he asked her. Despite the sweltering heat he had to work in, he had a smile on his face and a cheerful disposition. "One of the worst days yet," she responded. "Yeah, its gonna get worse before it gets gay porn man better. Not much anybody can do about it though. I hate this heat though!" "Me too. Listen, would you like something cold to drink? I could get something for you and your partner if you want." "What Id really like is to get out of this heat. Chuck, there, he just sits in that air conditioned cab on his lazy, black ass all day. But, yeah, Ive got some time and he ain gonna care."

"Well, then, why don you come on in where its cooler and have something to drink?" "Chuck gay porn man," he called out, "Ill be right back. Gonna get something cool to drink." His partner just looked down at him with a broad smile on his face. "Well hurry up, we ain got all fucking day!" The man shook his head as he followed Tammy into the house. "Grab gay porn man a seat and Ill get you something. Whatll it be, water, tea, soda, a beer, you name it!" "Water will be fine, lots of ice if you have it." "Okay, Im going to have coffee though if you don mind." Tammy made her way into the kitchen leaving the man in the living room. Getting herself a cup of coffee with a dash of vodka and him a large gay porn man glass of ice water, she went back out to the living room to find the man still standing. "You can have a seat," she told him again, handing him the glass of water. "Nah, Im all sweaty." "Stay right there," she said to him, leaving the room and returning with a towel. Handing it to him she told him dry off. "Itll feel kind of good to do that," he told gay porn man her. "I love this cool air, but Im starting to get cold standing in here." Setting the glass of water down, he took one end of the towel in each hand gay porn man and dried off his gay porn man back. Tammy looked in awe at the expansive chest of the black man as his massive upper arms moved back and forth wiping the sweat from his back. Finished, he took the towel gay porn man in one hand wiping first his face and then his chest. "Thanks," he said, finally sitting down on the couch. She sat down next to him. "You know, I don even know you e name." "Ah, just call me Jake," he said quietly to her. "Real name is Jacob, but nobody except my dear old mother calls me that." "I don know, I kind of like Jacob...but Ill call you Jake. So, Jake, how long you been doing this?" "Doing what, you mean picking up trash?" "Yeah." "Since I got outta high school six years ago." "Well, my name is Tammy. Weve been living here for almost two years now."