In the meantime, those at the Operations Center at the VEEP’s residence were beginning to worry.“We haven’t heard from him in twenty hours,” t...e Senior Special Agent in charge said before turning to the agent on duty in the operations center.“Contact the Vice President and make sure that everything is okay. He should have said something by now, or asked for something. We should have heard something,” he insisted to his subordinate, who dutifully made the call, while fearing getting a tongue. ” That was pretty much the extent of the conversation.I was pretty nervous for a few days wondering if Alex would share my ‘secret’ with my friends, but I heard nothing.It was a few days before I saw Alex at the pool and when I did he was wearing a pair of black classic AussieBums. That was a surprise indeed and he looked fantastic in them. Everything was cool and it really was as if he hadn’t mentioned that I am “Aussie Speedo Guy”. Until we split up in the car park and Alex said that he wore. How could I have come up with such a lame excuse? she wondered. When Terry had crawled into bed last night, he had actually awakened her and tried to initiate sex, something he rarely did. She had begged off, claiming she was just too sleepy, when, in reality, every orifice of her body was so sore she could not have endured any form of penetration, even Terry's small offering. That, she told herself was bad enough, but when she had come down to fix breakfast this morning, Terry could not help. Sally giggled. “Did you color it right, Bob? That looks like the cock is in the wrong place.”“It’s up her ass, that’s where it’s at,” Bob replied.Marla trembled as she listened and watched them. Her son twisted his hips, and she knew he had a hard-on, and was pressing it against the floor.“Who would take it up the ass?” Sally grimaced. “That would hurt.”“How do you know?” Bob asked, grinning at his sister. “You ever get fucked in the ass, Sally?”“You know I haven’t,” Sally retorted. “You’re the.