It took about 6 songs before they turned the lights down some and a few couples got up to dance. Within another few songs the dance floor was packed.... The couples at our table were getting up a random to dance, the girls were watching each others hand bags. Finally Di whispered in my ear that she wanted to dance to and that I should take her out to the dance floor. She picked “Color My World” as the song she wanted to dance to and pulled me out of my seat. Come on. I could've done it earlier, but a weekday would make as many as possible of the politicians and CIA assholes in DC fear for their lives again. Doing it as early as last Friday was simply unnecessary, and the subsequent news-crew nosiness would have detracted from my birthday party and the quality time my families were spending with me. Those things made Monday morning the obvious time to do it.The first part was Paul sending out four small teams of his guys, one team each to the three houses. "Julie needs a comb or a brush too," moaned Roger."I'll throw everything together and be down... when do you want me to come down?" asked Bob. "I don't want to... interrupt anything." He grinned again.Roger laughed weakly. "Yeah... right. Just give us half an hour or so... OK?" he said. "She's crawling all over me right now." He laughed again, weakly, and Bob almost snorted. Roger couldn't perform right now if his life depended on it."Be there in forty-five minutes," said Bob.He hung up the. How well I had been taught. “I shouldn’t be doing this,” he said. “Maybe you should confess,” I said and smiled. He looked at me and down at my hands playing on his stiff cock, fondling his ball sack: “I confess I like what you are doing to my cock. And my balls! Are you going to anoint ‘little’ Danny?” I laughed and kissed the wet tip of his cock, lifting his balls. “Let’s call him ‘Big Danny.‘ This kind of anointing?” as I licked the wet head. “Father, I will hear your confession,”.