"Lowodski said, "Your home is on minus four time, so we'll arrange a line for you when the folks at home wake up. No need to frighten them in the midd...e of the night." She gave me a real smile. "Thanks for keeping the snooping wolf from our door. We'd have lost a lot of sleep cleaning this up if Allen had gone public."I looked back at Arnold. "I'm ready to go home." I'm ahead of you on that one. You'll be in the Naval Hospital at Norfolk in a few days. You're no longer critical, so we'll have. Cool, huh?"The couple seemed shockingly close to us, too close for my comfort. I could see every sinew in the old man's body and every slight bump on each of the girl's pink aureoles. I almost felt as if I had to hold my breathe for fear they could hear me breathing. I was positive they could hear my heart pounding in my chest."Companionship, cousin," Pamela continued. "It may seem that sex is our business, but, truthfully, it is not. He is a rich widower with a large family, a deacon in the. There he put the tray down on the table, courteously took her hand and gently seated her on the sofa. She tried hard not to stare at his long legs. Even under the soft warm-up material they looked very muscular. She had heard her husband describe a man's muscles who looked like that as, "cut". Her eyes kept drifting back to them, to her embarrassment.First introducing himself as Gary he named the others, who each lifted a hand when he called their names. Then he thanked her for bringing the. .hard. She said thank you and being a gentlemen I said you're welcome. Brittney walked out and I walked out after her. I grabbed a blunt and made me another drink. I was sweating thru my t-shirt.Another girl was standing by. Her name was Lavondra. Lavondra was short and a bit of a tom boy, she looked at me and was like,"Damn Ryan you all sweaty and shit." I looked at her an said...why you don't like sweaty guys? She answered back and said," No,I like that shit!" Without hesitation I took her in.