I tried callingJohnny again but there was still no answer. I went back to Penn stationand retrieved my bag. I looked at myself in the mirror in the ...adiesroom and I looked like something the cat dragged in. I washed up andchanged back into my shorts and flip flops. I wandered all day until Igot hungry and went back to the restaurant where I met Jane and foundsome discarded food in a box in the dumpster. In the late afternoon Itried to call Johnny again."Hello?" It was him!"Hi Johnny, this. My wife was nervous and asked the men to leave the room. Before long we heard Jessica have three orgasms. I was so hard I couldn’t wait to get in the room. While we were listening Ron stroked his cock which I thought was a little weird but went with the flow. Later on I found out why he was comfortable stroking in front of me but that is another story, lol. After the rest of our fun on the way home I asked Beth what took place. She said that Jessica kissed her as they laid down on the bed.. “Good, that was the whole point. I got a question though, how do you know your pussy tastes better than Stephanie’s?” I asked. She got this dumfounded look on her face as if she was trying to come up with an answer, then I thought back to when Stephanie asked to talk to her. “Holy crap, what happened in that room?” I asked surprised. She threw back on her panties and pants and headed for the door. “Can’t talk now, dinner time!” she said as she fled down the hallway. My mind was reeling with. It is Gwen or should I say Gwenivier. A beautiful blonde bombshell of a lady. I walk gladly into her arms and hug her tight. We have been through a lot together."Gwen," I give her a once over to see how her wounds are doing. Not just the physical ones but the mental ones as well. She is dealing. "Thank you so much for the change of clothes," I add as we step apart."It's the least I can do for the savior of the ladies," she gives me a sad smile. Not all the way healed, I think.I laugh at the.