We all use the kitchen rather than the front door!”I disappeared late afternoon to ferry the excited kids Mary and Darren from Rickmansworth to Glou...ester and didn’t get back until 9pm.By that time on Sunday night Gina was exhausted, from all the organising and hand shaking she’d done all day. We went to bed early and we just spooned. I pulled her in tight and buried my nose in her fragrant hair, then kissed her neck. She sighed and pulled my hand to her breast and held it there. I kneaded her. She was still wearing her skintight one-piece suit with a colorful sarong wrapped around her hips. I had on my swimming shorts and an old t-shirt with the arms cut off. We both wore flip-flops. I was also wearing my industrial strength jock strap because I knew my big ram was going to get exited; it always did at the pool. It had a big enough pouch for a baseball cup so there was plenty of room for my massive root.So we sat side-by-side in the shade at an old table and chatted and ate and drank. "He... she's right. We all have cover identities assigned to thesedisguises which apparently have been established beforehand by otheragents. We need to get into character in behaviour as well and getgoing."The others nodded and the four returned to where they had left theirgear. Each one gathered up their real form's armour and weapons andthen delved into their supply packages to see what their coveridentities had been supplied with. Thormod found that the gear of hernew blood elf self was of. He wished Heather had not been so angry with them. Despite the fact that he was enjoying himself with Melinda, having Heather blow him whetted his appetite for more. He now wished he had gone all the way with her when he had the chance.Jason came to the intersection and found Melinda already there, fidgeting nervously."Hi," he said, smiling. His smile quickly faded after he got a good look at her. "Something wrong?" I don't know," Melinda admitted. "Jason, Heather wasn't in the house when I got.