Jennifer met me for lunch as usual on Saturday at the deli. This had become a regular thing, I wondered what she’d do during the Winter, but for now... I was happy. We talked about life. She asked about my weekend away. I told her what had happened. She was getting more comfortable with talking about sex.“Wow, cuddling her was really sweet. I wish I could do that sometime.”“Someday, Jennifer, you’ll find the right guy.”At ‘someday’ she had started to smile but then her look grew. “Well, be that as it may, the reward for the return is, shall we say, considerable.” He pulled out a pouch and set it next to the book. “The money is yours, girl. Have a safe journey. I happen to have known your father by the way, how is he doing?”“Dead,” was all she said.“Oh. He was a good man, it is a terrible loss to the world then.” He laid his hand on the book, then asked, “How did he die, if you don’t mind my asking?”“He was murdered by the Duke of The Planes Guard for a crime we had. I guess this could have been called breakfast desert. At one point for something different we all showered and went outside. The area around there is really beautiful but I didn't get that much chance to see it. I was leaning over the hood of Frank's car taking his COCK in my ASS, while the other men were gathered around waiting their turn to FUCK me in some type of way. The Guys stood around partially blocking the view from the security patrols that were cruising. .She begins to rub my inner legs with the back of her hands, her nails dragging at first from just above my knees to the edge of my swimsuit, with each stroke her fingers reach further under my suit...the 2 young couples are now watching intently, enjoying the action, the guys probably hoping their ladies get turned on and loosen up for them too. Layla hands now explore up my sides carefully avoiding my penis…her delicious fingertips popping up the top of my waistband then disappearing back.