"Sharoncomplains that I work too hard."But after some discussion, he focused on the fact that it had only beenrecently that she had started doing so m...ch of this analysis from home."Tell him about the new laptop," Sharon said, having stopped at the doorand come back. "And the router."She did. Jack remained quiet for a long time."What's your next step?" Call the head of Tech Security. If I can't get him, I'll e-mail him frommy personal account."Another pause."No," he said at last. "Don't do. We guessed that this might be Moline, IL, and maybe we could find something useful there.We found a place to dock; it wasn't a marina, but it looked more like a place for docking cargo barges. Anyway, there was plenty of open space, so we had no trouble finding a place to park. This was pretty late in the day, so we just took a quick scouting trip of only a couple of blocks from where we were docked before we shut down for the evening and had supper. Where we were looked reasonably safe, but we. They might haveinvited me to their game, but even that was an uncertainty. I probably wouldhave spent the day alone in my room, maybe online with Melinda. But thechances that I'd have actually spent it with Phil and Rich was slim. Hadthings changed since I'd become a woman? Had I simply been expected to joinin their game? That seemed unlikely. I'd never seen girls at those things,though I was their friend.My head was swimming, but Melinda took my arm, "Come on," she said with agrin, clearly. Have you seen Sharon and Lyndall? God!” David then pulled me against his body, and I could feel his hard cock as he squeezed my bum, just to remind me. He was wound up and ready to go.We all changed and went down to the pool, and soon we were cockfighting, just as we had done all those years before.David took me first, of course, while Bob partnered Sharon, Peter with Lyndall and Heather partnered Susan. Bikini tops didn't last long, and boobs were being grabbed and pulled everywhere. The.