Yeah. Oh, really? Good for you! Nicely done, honey. Um, you know, I don’t know. Let me ask. Hold on.” Linda looked over at Jackson. “My husband ...ants to know if you have dinner plans.”“Well, I did, but Ann Richards cancelled on me, so I guess not.” Linda smiled and turned back to the phone. “No, he’s free. Sure, we’ll be there shortly.” She flipped her phone closed. “You’re having dinner with us, okay?”“I should warn you that my kidneys have no resale value. Too much drinking in college.” Linda. *The walls were painted white, with picture frames scattered around.There were a few wardrobes, a large leather reclining chair, a small table, and a drinks bar.But the room was dominated by a king-size four-poster bed, freshly adorned with grey silk sheets.I quickly opened the wardrobe and cupboards and found sex toys, like dildos, vibrators, blindfolds, chains, and whips.Even a few costumes, I assumed for role plays.Howard had his own secret sex chamber.I sat on the bed and took it all in.The. He was acting like he had never eaten a woman out before, and Betty wondered if he had or not.She dipped her head, pushing his glans flat with the tip of her tongue, feeling the heat from it fill her mouth. She suddenly felt self-conscious, being watched while she made love. It didn't matter before because the people hadn't meant anything to her, but with Bud it was different. Bud didn't seem to mind, being totally engulfed in what he was doing to her.She turned her head with her mouth full of. See,” he pulled out his phone to show the various social media posts he’d been getting.“Well then. Looks like we’re birthday buds.” “I guess we are,” smiled Christian.Tee interjected, “Happy birthday, li’l man!”“Thanks! How old are you, Greg?”“Forty-eight.”“Nice! I turned nineteen.”“Wow,” laughed Tee. “A baby!”“But I’m not.”The day went really well. Christian did a great job assisting Tee and Greg.Greg said to him at the close of the shift, “You’re a natural, k**. And, happy birthday.