) In any case, she would soon have to make a decision; her room at the inn was already on the small side with a single bed and Sonny’s cot. Now that...Paul was sharing her room more or less permanently and leaving for Montreal every morning at five, there was more room in a can of sardines. As long as they spooned and did not move around too much during the night, it wasn’t too bad but as for snuggling or more, forget it.Coming up to the lake, she saw that Paul was swimming at the other end. With. She liked the idea of making this man hotter than she was. In fact, it made her feel even sexier to work out on his body. She liked rubbing him, playing with his genitals, making him as horny as possible."Alright," she said finally, reaching do between her supple loins where his stick was rubbing, "it's time." And she took the head of his big hot cock meat and pressed it up against the tip of her clitoris. The underside of his hot pecker head went sliding against the tip of her clit. She worked. The lights were dim so from a distance it was difficult to make out a person's features. If it weren't for the waving arm that caught my attention I was going to have to weave my way through the tables to find him. Thank god he spotted me. I didn't want to have to walk up to people to find him; how embarrassing.As I walked closer I realized it was indeed Cole but my excitement at seeing him quickly faded noticing that he wasn't alone. There were two other guys sitting on either side of him.. We had all taken off our tac vests and sidearms but I noticed that Smiley and Webb had put on what we called the 'fag bag', which was a waist pack/fanny bag that was really a concealed carry device for a sidearm. It was a term meaning Fast Action Gunbag. I just tucked my sidearm into the back of my pants and let my shirt hang over it. On the ride down, I did a commo check with Clint and Smiley. The steel and concrete didn't appear to affect the signal. The elevator stopped and the doors opened..