They went up to the front desk and asked the desk clerk there where they could find Becky Carlson, describing themselves as old friends. The young man...looked at the two of them for a few moments, then decided that the two well dressed men didn't look like kooks. He directed them to a small office on the other side of the lobby. When they reached it, the sign on the door read Domestic Services. Under it, in slightly smaller letters was the name, Rebecca Carlson, Assistant Director.They hesitated. "Pull and pinch," I said. He did. "Harder," I ordered. He did. "Harder," I repeated. He did and the pain shot through me. I felt moisture forming between my legs, as I took advantage of this naive boy entering manhood.I asked him how it made him feel and he said really nice. I asked him where and he looked up at me. "There," I said, as I pointed to his groin. Sheepishly he nodded. I reached down and placed my hand against his lap. I pushed slightly against the denim material of his jeans and. She stood up and dried her body with the long bath towel and answered the door."Who is there? I am taking a bath." Marri baby, it's me, Bobby. Let me wash your back!"As tired as she was, Mariel had to smile at Bobby's enthusiasm. She let him in and told him to keep it down so his nana would not know she had visitors in her room. One look at his crotch and she could tell from the bulge he only had one thing on his mind and it was not to wash her back."Come on, Marri baby, bend over and give me. Tyler was there early, saw an opportunity, and closed in on it. He was friends with one of the gym staff, asked him if he could use one of the side rooms that night. He slipped the guy some cash, got the key to the room along with the assurance that no one would come in there until after the gym closed.Keith and I showed up to find just Tyler and Jennifer there chatting among themselves. The weather must have deterred the others because no one else came this night. As were stretching and.