On the raft I asked “Got a girlfriend?” “No.” “Must have had a lot of girls while you were in?” “No.” He acted self conscious, maybe b...cause his hard on was front and center. He turned and dove back in. I waited agin, the followed when I saw where he came up. I brushed against him again and rose to the surface, face to face. “In the service I realized that I like guys.” Both treading water, I worked my way toward him. “I’m a lot older than you. Do you think you could like me?” He smiled. “You. If he didn't know that then perhaps he wasn't behind its absence after all. On the other hand, she had been lured to the Spice Market by a message from his mobile phone. So, perhaps this was some sort of bluff. "I'm afraid its missing," Anch said, deliberately keeping her involvement out of the conversation."Well, a copy perhaps?" Oh no. We don't keep more than one copy of a file." Ah," said Henry. "Oh. Well, never mind, we'll have to manage without it, I suppose."Anch was immediately furious. “I want some of that ass. Turn around.” I didn’t trust that new soft look and didn’t want to arouse the mean angry one. I turned around and he roughly pushed me down on the sofa so I was on my knees with my nose pressed against the sofa back. To my complete shock, and delight, he dropped to his knees and started licking my asshole. It had been years since the last time someone had rimmed me, and I had forgotten how fantastic it felt. He continued licking and kissing and tonguing my hole for a. He was a cute old man and I was now nearing my thirties so it wasn’t all that wild a concept. I just wasn’t ready to make a date in front of my coworkers. I knew it was working after that, my illusion. I started to wonder which of me was the actual illusion however. I felt high and not just from the heels. I was on my own d**gs. I used what I already had and managed to buy some panties from Walmart in the self checkout lane. I bought other stuff and scanned them quickly. I was still nervous..