Main yahi bet par leta tha. Aur anu ke aane ka wait kar raha tha. Mujse khada rahna bhi nahi ho raha tha.Anu- kya baat hai aaj to tune bohat maal nika...a. Aur muh towel se pochne lagi main bet par lete huye land hila raha tha. Anu mere pass aayi aurAnu- hath hata ye tera kaam nahi hai isse main khada karugi. Aur main hasne laga. Anu bade pyar se mere land par se jubaan pher rahi thi. To mera land jaldi he khada ho gaya to mujse control nahi hua maine anu ko khich kar bed par lita diya aur anu ke. Jack quickly headed back to his office, calling his wife. He wasn't sure how she was going to respond to any of this, but he'd best find out now one way or the other. Especially as that would leave her less than four hours to get ready and meet him at the Hotel restaurant later."So, he's into threesomes now is he?" Doris asked, with a bit of a curious lilt in her tone of voice. Jack hadn't really known what to expect when he'd told her, but he was slightly relieved when she didn't immediately. The stress of the last week had left him a little aggravated as the man he was working for gave him continuous grief. He was in the final steps of completing a project but a few setbacks had called for late hours and early rising to get everything he needed to done. As he opened his phone to see the text message he had received, his eyes opened in shock as he read, ‘Damon, I want you to take me prisoner tonight…’. He immediately went hard realizing the text was not from his 60 year old,. Dan led Bill to it, calling for Mark to follow them. A few minutes later he returned alone. ‘Look…’ he looked at the name badge askew on Flannel Shirt’s breast pocket, ‘…Chad. It appears we have a misunderstanding.’ Chad brushed away an imaginary piece of lint. ”We’ don’t have anything, sir. Your friend is the one with the problem.’ ‘He feels he was suckered. He tried to plan this great trip, loved everything he saw on the web, and he doesn’t think this place did a good job of helping him.