It made me love her even moreI said, “I’ll make the arrangements.” I was planning something special for both of us. I knew we were not ACTUALLY ...n vacation. But vacation is always good cover for two single women. I was certain that we would be watched by the people we were dealing with. So, if we hopped a NetJets flight to Prague there would be a Bratva welcoming committee when we arrived.I decided that we needed a serious head fake, to decoy our new acquaintances off the scent. So, I booked us. Sarah helped for a while, and then it was Rex helping me, his strong arms holding me up. I could smell his manly musk as I leaned against him, savoring that scent."You can do it," he whispered in my ear. "We'll reach Canyonville today. Maybe they will have a doctor."I nodded my head. Canyonville was the next major town along I-5 north of Ashville. Hopefully, they weren't full of Christian fanatics that would try and kill us on sight. Chase said it was the Preacher that lead the army that. Usually, I'm a stand-up guy. The sort of person friends and colleagues turn to when they want help or advice. I pay my taxes, and I'm a good, dependable family man — at least I was until last week. However, after watching Mary-Jayne deliberately piss her knickers, my common sense took flight. Seeing her act like trailer trash, I had to fuck her, and— after she begged me — I had, hard and fast on our kitchen table. And now we were getting ready to do it again. What in God's name was wrong with. The door in booth 5 opened as Sandy drew near and an average looking guy stepped out sheepishly, quickly lowering his eyes to the floor. His discomfort was obvious at seeing a woman standing in the hall outside the booth he had jerked off in moments earlier. A whiff of testosterone and semen hit Sandy like a dart sending a tingle though her that made her pussy contract as if it held a cock that had just come. Sandy passed an open door in booth number seven, which was empty and stepped through.