“We’re going to have to amend our itinerary,” Sheila said as she absent-mindedly stirred her coffee with two red plastic sticks as she flipped t...rough the pages in her notebook. “That stop generated a police record.”The director blew on her cup of coffee and placed a white packet of sweetener on the gray Formica tabletop. “It wouldn’t look good if our names also show up as purchasers of a half-dozen AR-15s, all on the same day.” Sheila took a tentative sip of java and made a face at the steam. Look, Brent, I tried to let you down softly by not being available. If you chose to spy on me and didn’t like what you saw that’s your problem.” “But…” “There’s no ‘but’ about it, Brent. If you thought I was about to spend the rest of my life with dollar a week rock chipper, that’s your fault. Frankly, I’ve had a better offer, so goodbye.” She rang off. I ran to the toilet and vomited until there was nothing left to vomit on, and I lay with my head resting on the toilet bowl. Thus ends. Karen thought about helping them along by making a few suggestions but held back, they were getting on well enough not to need her intervention. She was sure they'd end up fucking but probably not that night, not even if Gilly hadn't been on her period."I'd really like to see you again," Gilly said when Karen pointed out how late it had got. "Can I call you later in the week?" That'd be great," Bill said, "I'd like to see you again too."He took them back to the Pheasant and got a lingering kiss. Anne of course was the center of attention and the guys were truly gentlemen asking what she liked and did she mind if they did this or that even asking me if I minded (which I didn't). Though the guys didn't have huge cocks they were both above average and thick enough to be a tight fit for Anne. As usual I got very turned on by Anne sucking on another guys cock more so as she was being fucked by the other guy at the same time, these days I regret that digital cameras hadn't been invented at.