It was at that point that her voice had finally filtered into my dumbfounded, but very excited mind. “Hello you still out there?” she repeated.“...h yeah, I’m still here, sorry must have zoned off there a moment.” I said back recovering what little composure I had left “Did you need something?”“Yeah, I asked if you would like to join me?” she repeated not sounding so sure of herself. “Now that you mention it I would like to join you.” I said more then happy to fulfill a long time desire. Slowly I. Her hands moving ever so closer to his snap on his jeans. She let her hands reach over his crotch feeling his throbbing member begin to take notice of the attention it was receiving. His hands searched out her hair and he ran his fingers through it. She reached and undid his pants and removed them slowly from his legs, showing that he had no under clothes on. This excited her even more. She moved herself down his body, taking the tip of his manhood in her mouth and grasping the shaft with her. Toby caught her arm."Yes, your old friend, Charles Fitzmaurice," continued Fitzmaurice smoothly. "Do sit down." He indicated a chair almost opposite him. Toby nudged her into it and remained standing beside it."This is hardly the happy meeting you led me to believe would happen, Charles," said Toby."Yes, very disappointing," replied Fitzmaurice urbanely."You appear to have lured us both here under false pretences and I think we should leave." Oh no! You would be very foolish to leave, Toby. All. " From their expressions, it seemed that Todd and Jack were getting her meaning but Chris remained thick as ever. "I'm not going to go into graphic detail but..." She gestured to the small rectangular boxes that were stacked up along the wall. The word "Fleet" was visible across the top of each box. "Get yourselves cleaned up, rinsed off, then join us back in your room. And, believe me, you had better do a good job. For your sakes. Oh, and you can each use your own shower nozzle. If you want to.