So did Parker, hard; I clearly hadn't graduated from wormhood. I watched the mental wheels churning, and anticipated the question I knew was coming."N...thing," I said."What?" Nothing, that's what I get out of it," I told him. "Not even expenses, nothing. Unless I find them—then I get ten percent." Out of the corner of my eye I saw Monaghan nodding with self-satisfaction; even after I'd given him enough bona fides to work up his interest, he'd refused to back me unless I agreed to that. She then started to pull Brian’s shorts off revealing his rock hard cock oozing with pre cum. I sat back as she took hold of my hard cock, as she stroked both Brian and me.. a cock in each hand. I caressed her left tit while Brian caressed her right. She moaned as we twisted her nipples as she stroked both our cocks. I then kissed her long and hard as she let go of Brian’s cock and wrapped her arms around me, then turned and kissed her brother long and hard, as she stroked his hard cock. She. I went straight to the innkeeper."Might two poor entertainers sing and dance for a meal?" I whined."You've no instrument to play," Jules growled. His voice was a tenor, but had been damaged badly enough that it sounded raspy. I could see the marks of a slave collar still on his neck. "And how does a man on sticks dance?" The room laughed. The innkeeper coughed and spat a black wad from his throat at the fireplace."We have a room full of instrumentation and a dance on sticks should surely be. She obviously wasn’t wearing a bra and didn’t even need one. When the cold set in for the night I had the joy of watching her nipples poking out firmly from behind the cotton material for a few minutes before she put on a jacket. --- The next morning I scouted around the camp site, and found a good spot beside the lake. The sky was clear and it felt a bit warmer than the previous day. The girls got up shortly thereafter, and following a cereal breakfast and a cup of coffee, we made our way back.