Nick approached the desk. Looking him straight in the eye Nick requested, “May I see some identification Mr. Marsh?” John Marsh glanced at his fee... and then stammered, “Is there a problem?” “No, sir, I just need to verify who you are.” “Of course.” John fumbled around and pulled out his wallet. He dug out his driver’s license and handed it to Nick. Nick noted the thick stack of bills in the wallet as he took the license from John. Comparing the names, Nick concluded that the card was not. .. I got pretty worked up writing it, so now I’ve got a bad case of “sticky keyboard,” he laughed.“I completely understand,” I replied. “One thing I noticed, though, was that you left poor Charlie completely hanging at the end of it ... All worked up with no mention of release. What kind of second-rate erotic author would do that?!”“Whoa, seems like I touched a nerve there, eh. Sorry about that, chief. Guess I just got carried away. I can always rewrite that final part with a killer release. " Said the guy holding the bottle as he passed it to me.I took it and had a sip. I was not much of a whiskey drinker, and I let out a few small coughs after taking my sip. I passed the bottle back."So you here by yourself?" asked another of the guys"Nah, my friends are right over there." I answered, motioning to where they were standing. "Well thanks for the drink."I walked back over to my friends."See I told you you would do it." Commented Cathy"So maybe I wanted a drink." I answered,. Steve had also noticed his fathers cock poking out through his robe and couldn’t get that vision out of his mind, and couldn’t resist the urge to keep glancing over at his mothers open robe, which had hid own cock rock hard.Jessica and the kids were right, Dave’s cock was hard, and all this talk about the kids being in bed together fucking and the sight of his daughters sweet young pussy through the opening in her robe kept it that way and all he could think of all through breakfast was finding.