Not a word passed between them, but the tension was strong. The heavy breathing grew inside the small waiting room. When Gail, still watching Joan’s...hand, moved her bands beneath the desk and started stroking her inner thighs, Joan grasped Billy’s cock through his pants, squeezing it.A soft mewl came from Gail as she drew both her hands up her legs, caressing the silky hair of her cunt. Joan, gazing with moist, hot eyes, fumbled with her son’s pants. Gail made a gulping sound as Joan lifted. I turned and ran the best I could away from them and some sort of boardor metal object just missed hitting me in the head as I turned out ofthe alley. I could still hear one screaming about my unclean pussy ablock away.Is that what I am to everyone? Unclean? A prostitute? A whore? Am Ia whore? I started to cry and cried the entire way back to the warmthof the hotel, back to room 319, back to Mark. I knocked on the door. "Who is it?" Mark called through the door."It's me," I stammered. I was excited with the idea. How about my encouraging them to flirt in my presence? I had suspected Sam trying to woo my wife on several occasions. Sam kept praising her beauty, grace, intelligence etc. in the sly. Most of the times, she blushed and lapped it up. Sometimes, she rebuked him, albeit mildly. That perhaps confirmed that she had begun to like Sam and liked his flirty praises. I teased my wife. When she described how Sam praised her, I asked her, “He seems to be a flirt. I have seen. He neither said, nor did anything that would throw suspicion his way. Dan was beginning to have second thoughts about it being Sidney who violated him. He was beginning to think that it was possible that someone else had snuck into their dorm room and given him an amazing blowjob.About ten o’clock Sidney stripped naked and crawled into his bunk. After fluffing his pillow and pulling the sheet over his body, he turned the lamp off by his bed. Dan read for about thirty more minutes, then slipped.