They got no weather reports down in the Canyon, had never had them -- broadcast radio depends on line of sight, and they were well out of sight of mos... transmitters, which is why they'd started to carry the satellite telephones, which Al had ordered would stay snugly in their waterproof cases except for dire emergencies. They didn't have Norma, with her Indian weather sense, either, but Al and Crystal and some of the others could look at the mare's tails and cirrus in the sky and tell the very. “We need to get inside before we’re noticed.” Patmore gestures to the door of the building Spencer was just looking into. As the men enter, Cooke glances around to ensure no one notices the strange situation taking place. “We were beginning to wonder if anyone would come for us,”” Patmore begins. ““We got news of America pulling back and taking out any forces they had.”“Are you all they sent?” Cooke asks, sounding a little skeptical.“Actually my partner was killed a few days ago,” Spencer says. They didn’t take much coaxing and each one who came had their cock out in their hand. Z loved to look at a nice hard cock and she had plenty to look at tonight. Even better than looking, she loves to touch and suck cock, so, one by one men of all ages and descriptions came by her and she played with and sucked their cocks and licked their balls. What a pleasure this was for them and for Z. Hands were all over her. They opened her blouse and pulled down her sexy bikini panties, while. Yes, they had a nice room, with a balcony, overlooking the harbor. It had its own bath too, the old woman at the reception desk said, which, considering the pride with which she said it, made me think that private bathrooms in hotels along the coast in villages tucked away like this weren’t necessarily the norm.After viewing the room, clucking to the old lady about how nice it was, and paying for the night, I climbed back up to the rental car and retrieved my small suitcase. I had left Rome.