Many colleagues with spouses and happy families were glad to let me do it for them.A few weeks flew by this way. Phil kept calling me, I never respond...d. In a way I was glad he did, as each call eroded more of the embarrassed attraction that still seemed to tug on me.The one I wanted to call never did.I did not have the heart to phone him. He was always in my thoughts. There were too many little things to remind me of him. I had put away all the jewelry he gave me. Even all the things we had. “Right on the corner.”They pulled into the parking lot, Helen casually noting and pointing out the cameras and the men who couldn’t be seen from the street, patrolling the rooftop with AK-47s. Mander doing the same for the ones he spotted.Helen lit another cigarette and took a long drag.“Parking lot and street in two directions. Open space; fewer approaches for any Ultimados we might’ve brought along if we hadn’t been told not to.”“Woulda been nice, though.” Mander replied, turning off the. Suddenly, the phone ran. "Shit!" Brenda said, looked up. "Don't they know we're busy?"Slowly I swung around, out of breath, my chest heaving. "It could be mom or dad. We've got to answer it." I took her face in my hands and pulled her mouth to mind. I could taste my cum all over her. "Fuck!" she said as we broke the kiss."Hold that thought." I rolled over to reach the phone on the table beside the bed. "Hello." I listened for a moment and then held my hand over the receiver. "It's Mrs. Cummings. “Anyone else besides these two need more supercharging?” Jake asked.No one spoke up.“Boris and Donna, you both need a session tonight. And another one tomorrow before we leave, or maybe while we’re on the airplane. I know this could be embarrassing, but get another one on the road on Tuesday. That will give you a range approaching the maximum by Wednesday. Anyone have a problem with that?”Jake expected to hear squawking, but no one said anything. Donna wouldn’t be comfortable getting.