"Hello ladies," Trent said walking into the room still stroking his throbbing dick which now both girls glared at, wanting him to fuck both of their p...ssies until he cumed all over them. Trent was waiting for an invitation when Elizabeth said," Want to join in?" That was all he needed to hear, so he jumped on the bed and with each hand he took his thumb and index finger and started to roll around the nipple from each of the girls and then he would take turns slowly licking and nibbling. About six or seven feet away from him was where Caroline and her two friends were seated. One of the guys was sitting on a outdoor lounge chair that was designed for sunning and Caroline was on his lap fully nude. The other guy was tall and black with an athletic build standing in front of her with one of his hands in her hair behind her neck. He seemed to be pulling her face down to his waist. Chris wondered what Caroline was looking at. Then he quickly realized that she had the guy’s dick in. I took and examined it. On the front in gold letters, it read, unimaginatively, Ottawa Massages. The address showed it was just a few blocks from here.“Flip it over,” the CEO said. On the back of the card was the word ‘Scarlet’ written in pen, and underneath it was a series of numbers and letters. “Give that to the receptionist and they’ll put the massage on my tab.”I was surprised. I hadn’t expected this. “Sir,” I protested, “You don’t need to do this. You paid me plenty already.”The CEO. "Well, funny thing about that, Mr. Larkin. The SAC in New York says he wishes he'd never heard about you, because every time he does it's a new complaint. Usually, he says, that when an agent from another jurisdiction comes to his, they check in with the local office. You, evidently, don't do that. He says, so far as he knows, you work out of Washington, but Washington refuses to tell him why or on what."There was a lot of back and forth for a few minutes; the police were doing unknowable.