." No," he said, "I'll do them. Have something to do while you're in there. In the bath." As he spoke, one of his dream images of her floated into his...mind, and he hoped that he kept the flush away from his cheeks. "Go. Ah, you go. I'll take care of the -- dishes."He sighed when she had left the room. Smooth talker, you, he thought. You might as well just have painted it neon on yourself. All through the five-day vacation, he had needed to say it to her but couldn't find the words, and had. " I love your big veiny cock and I'm going to show you how much" you manage to blurt out, before sucking me deeply in to your mouth. It's almost beyond description the feeling of watching you sucking and spitting on my cock and pulling my balls in to your beautiful hot mouth. And it's more difficult than it's possible to describe to stop myself from thrusting in to your mouth and gagging you."Stop baby, please stop" I shout out.You look at me startled, " what's wrong, did I hurt you" No, but. Poor Dave took a lot of ribbing at the meeting such as, "Was he the cover picture of Geriatric Weekly?" or "Was he adding to his pension with reverse stripping where people paid him to put his clother on?". I spoke to Dave after the meeting about the portrait and he said that if Rachel or Eileen asked me to pose that I should " Go with the flow" whatever that means, and that I would find the session very enjoyable.I spoke to Rachel and Eileen on several occasions and got a lot of advice on how. I'm calling him on a satellite link to try and clamp down on any reckless chatter with the press, and I'd like him to lock down their press guy for a couple weeks, if he can figure a way to do it. Anyway, I want a blanket over that whole news thing, as much as we can get it."Your job is to run down every trace of information you can. What was reported, what was seen at the site, who heard it, and what else is going on down there. This whole damn thing has exploded like a grenade in an.