“Are you sure that’s is what you want?” “Yes,” she nodded her head and kissed him quickly, pulling back to look into his eyes. “I really ...ant this and I want it with you. You are the only person I have ever wanted this with.” “Really?” He asked her. “Yeah,” she blushed, looking down again. He found it cute how she acted when she was nervous. “I figured you would have caught on at some point actually.” “I’m kind of slow,” he joked. “Yeah,” she laughed. “I kind of noticed.” They laughed in. Finally the seminar was over, even a little earlier than they had planned so everyone milled around for a few minutes. Saying goodbye to the ones we had met, networking because you never knew these days when one of these people might be useful. I kept looking up, searching the room for James. Every time our eyes met and I felt this little thrill, he was looking for me just as much as I was for him. We met at the entrance to the room a little later. “Where do you want to go for dinner?” he. " You got it, Randy."And Eric looks down at Randy's cock, wet from the pool, slack from his recent fucking."The gas cylinders are all set in the ventilation ducts, Randy. The timers are fixed for one thirty tomorrow morning." And the smelling salts?"No good unless she knows what's happening, y'know." In my robe, Randy." And the knock-out gas?" Cranston has that." You've checked it out, as far as smoothness of operation?" Tied down? Three of us? I don't see that there'll be any prob—"Eric stops. She mustn't have noticed anything wrong or out of place. I felt safe. As the front door shut, my heart reset and my head started to focus back on my senses again. I stood up, paying attention to the sound of the heels on the hard tile floor. I was back in the zone. I headed straight back to the bedroom. Opened the door and turned the light on. I was eager to get back to what I was doing. My now flaccid member didn't take long to get going again. "What the fuck are you doing Kev"... That was it..