I sent another text, “Hi James, Bethany here, sorry for the mix-up and missing dinner with you. I’m heading to your hotel bar, maybe we can get a ...rink and share a dessert?” “Why the fuck did I just do that?” my inner voice cried out. “Because he is hurting right now, you find him very sexy and you feel bad because you hurt him and want to make it better,” said another voice.I sat at a high bar table drinking a glass of wine, thinking about him. I realized that all my life I had been comparing. Then took a bottle of whiskey and a backpack with me to visit him.I put a bottle of whiskey in front of him and walked around behind him, pulling my throw-away gun out. An unregistered Beretta Minx. A Minx fires .22 Short rounds, and it only carries six. No stopping power, no real penetration to speak of. Not a good choice for self-defense unless you get attacked by newborn kittens a lot. As long as they only show up six at a time. It’s a terrible combat gun by pretty much any measure.But it’s. To their credit, in Carol's mind, if they were lying, they kept their story straight. It was the same one they had told Carol in her office a few weeks earlier. Frank broke the ice with a suggestion that they consider starting the party. All agreed and the four hosts matter of factly began to undress. Carol and Zach looked at each other and shrugged, then followed suit. Carol had never just stripped in front of other men, or women, for that matter in such a setting. But all were now wearing. My view was obscured as I was just to the side of the doorway view. Ken said, "I can see the hair sticking out"......"Really?" was my response. I leaned in for a better look, only to get busted by Sandy, who looked up just at the wrong time for me. :(Ken was mesmerised, and soon started to get wood!I said, "what are you doing?", to which he replied, "she's watching" with a huge grin on his face."No way" I said, and leaned in again to see if he was telling the truth...Sandy was sitting there,.
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