Poor Wendy.I called."Dal?" I asked."Yah?" Those old cars in the barn," I asked, "Who do they belong to?" The family, I suppose," he said."Do they run?... Mostly, why?" I want to run one in the nostalgia race," I said.That got a hmm."The Triumph Gloria Six."The Triumph Gloria Six was a full bodied two door sedan, with a 1991 cc six-cylinder overhead inlet and side exhaust valve designed by Coventry Climax and modified and built under license by Triumph.The car was basically stock but fitted with a. "Which meant that when Jeff went over the wall to attend the FLASFOCON, he'd managed to get out and back without his absence being detected. Apparently that perimeter fence wasn't the deterrent to outside excursions that Bargrave believed it to be. It also meant their internal security was lax, as well.Bargrave went to the door and stuck his head out. "Bert? Would you find Jeff Greenberg and bring him to my office? Thank you."I was about to suggest that we could just as easily go to wherever. I was turned on and jealous, looking at them both. Anita was now clawing at his trousers and I saw an enormous lump in the front of Richie’s boxers. Ana’s little hand soon found its way into the front slit of his boxers and I thought I saw her jump at the touch of his black manhood. My wife was now fully naked in front of us. The huge black guy was fondling her nice boobs as she was trying to get this hard piece of black meat out of his boxers…My own cock was betraying me as I felt it begin to. I wanted to be liked around here and not known as the one always hitting on the girls. So I returned to my drink.The evening wore on. I carried on a sporadic conversation with Bill, getting to know him and letting him get to know me. And finally I knew I had reached my limit."Say, Bill. Can I pay up now. I need to leave." Sure Cliff. Here's your ticket. Hope you liked Shadows." I did. I'll be back soon. Keep the change."So, I had found a nice place. I would be back, indeed. I walked home in.