‘You slut,’ Sharon hissed, as the younger woman stroked her glowing cheek. ‘Quick,’ Sue Marshall, the director, said to Jim, the engineer, ‘...ut a couple of clean tapes in the recorders, and switch on the cameras. Stay with the network feed at eleven. I have a feeling this is going to get good.’ Down on the floor Jane, the camera operator, swung her camera to face the two women, and pulled Linda, the new intern out of the way, as Sue told her, through her headset, to start filming. On the other. Wolfgang checked his Glock 29, ejecting the magazine and clearing the breech. He reloaded it while Eva did the same with her pistol, a 9mm Walther P5. The pistol was small and carried only an eight round magazine, but it fit easily into her purse and being left handed, Eva preferred the unusual left side ejection that the gun used. She had a suppressor for it, a baffled tube that she zipped inside the long outer pocket of her bag. Wolfgang put his own weapon away, tucked in the shoulder harness. “I have not seen you here before, is it your first time?” “Yes, it’s my first time and just checking things out.” I was a little nervous and I realized that my cock was semi-erect, so I shifted my legs trying to disguise it. Maybe it was the salt air combined with the sights surrounding me. I also noticed that he was semi-erect as well. It was the first time I ever saw a penis somewhat aroused in person. My glance must have given me away even though I was not trying to stare. His cock was well. They BOTH dragged Nikki in. Next thing I knew, three engineers and a very adept technician were trying to launch a business from Auburn, Alabama because we had FOUR wives in college.”He sighed. “That’s the truth, Beck. Not us guys. We’re guys. Engineers. Itinerant engineers. ‘Feral engineers’ is what the girls call us. We’d’ve just roamed the country doing just what we were doing, but we married girls who chose US and here we are. Didn’t make sense to us, not at the time, not with the vision WE.