“OK. The job is yours and I am sure you are going to do very well. Now before you decide whether you want the job, you need know one more thing.” ...lyde used the laptop and a video came up on the large wall screen. It was the men's room containing the glory hole booth. The camera was showing the urinals. When they had gone in there Jean's attention had not been on these and she had not noticed that there were two normal urinals, but between them there was a kneeling pad the same as the one in. The thought that the messages were perhaps meant for someone else crossed my mind briefly but it didn't make sense for them to be for anyone else.I was so confused, not least of which because the sight of that cum-covered cock was really turning me on. I wanted to taste it. Feel it in my mouth, feel that slippery cum being fired into my mouth and down my throat. God help me, I was salivating at the thought. Then my phone pinged again.Oh god, what now?I tentatively opened it. It was another. He was the first on I... the first one I killed. I was out of time, they were no longer playing cat and mouse.The other two attacked me, but now I was armed as well. I was always very good with edged weapons, but I still took another cut before I could kill the second guy.The final one I was fighting started screaming for help. Seeing two of his pals down, the last guy left Susan and joined his friend. He wasn't as good as the other ones had been, so I concentrated on the greater threat. I was. I was closing my eyes and really getting into it when he stopped. He couldn't stop now! That's when he suggested that we get in the shower and really get a good 'feel' for each other. I think my cock actually got harder when he said that. It was so hard it was more than just a bit uncomfortable. But I didn't care. I just wanted to get in that shower.We lathered up each others chests, arms, legs, backs, butts and of course cocks. I loved when he turned me around and washed my chest while he was.