They started training at 6:00 am and Jake tried to end their workouts with twenty to thirty minutes of hand-to-hand combat. He borrowed from boxing, w...estling, and the martial arts. His former life had included a few years of both jujitsu and karate instruction. He had boxed in unit competitions while assigned to the 82nd Airborne Division and had taught unarmed combat at the Special Warfare School. Jake’s theory on fighting style was simple. Know enough so that you could do whatever it took to. Not wanting to pass up the possibility of some flirtatious behaviour, and knowing that Dave would get aroused, I joined them in the garden and casually asked them how they were going to move the frame. As I had hoped, the buyer took the opportunity to furtively glance at the impressions of my erect nipples against the flimsy fabric, and the fact that I had his attracted his attention so quickly, gave me a little tinkle of pleasure. Their plan was to carefully drag the frame, without removing. ” Damn! He had one hell of a wife. She was giving him permission, if not ordering him, to get a blow job from someone else and fuck someone else. Never in a million years could he have imagined this, but he wasn’t asking any questions. He dressed quickly, but with some care. He knew he couldn’t look like a slob if he was going to try to talk a woman out of her panties. He drove into the city where he might find people who were freer thinking than in the burbs where he lived. He decided to stop. Chris was similarly attired; Jack quickly changed into a fresh shirt, and we drove the short distance to the restaurant.We had just walked in the door when my parents arrived; and we were escorted to our table; it was a booth at the rear of the room. Lori and I sat together at the back of the booth; Jack and Chris on one side next to Lori, my parents on the other side next to me. Once we were all settled at the table, with drinks delivered and our meals ordered Jack cleared his throat to.