The hotel room was comfortable but had a somewhat curious arrangement between the bedroom and the bathroom consisting of an electrically operated vene...ian blind. I quickly discovered that no matter in what position the blind any and all activity could be clearly seen through the slats and it was not obvious providing the lighting was correct that anyone may be watching. Many opportunities were seized of vying my sexy red headed travel companion as she paid careful attention to her most intimate. Duncan changed the nature of their relationship and brought a newfound component that neither of them had known was missing. …………… Duncan Marcus Tallingford was English, from Manchester, over in the states on holiday taking in the more eclectic tourist destinations. At 23 he was the youngest of nine children. Raised on Manchester United football, a deep love of the rich history of his country and more than a passing fascination with witchcraft, Duncan was not your average Englishman. His family. "Hey stud, would you get me another Coke?" I never said I was a stud," I said, not feeling like moving. Wasn't that what we had eighth graders for? "I just have many stud-like qualities." I looked at Kelly, snapped my fingers and pointed at the cooler.Kelly stood and bowed deeply. "What kind of stud-like qualities?" she asked before walking to the cooler. Apparently I wasn't the only one who'd mastered a sarcastic tone of voice."I had you purring last night," I said with a smug look. She. ?Damn! That's a trip!? Larry said, looking down at me as I knelt there massaging his feet while the other three looked on. It didn't take me long to discover that while Devon and Paul like to humiliate me, Larry had a particularly cruel streak. He would often slap me for the most minor infraction of some ?rule? he had set up when I visited Amber's house. A house that used to be mine but was now their palace and I was required to clean it and keep it up along with Paul and Devon's. One day as it.