Charles had seen him upstairs. Charles shook hands in greeting each one, new and old. There was something about him that the staff always liked. There...was no airs about him. He made them feel comfortable in his presence. As Charles reached for McTavish’s hand, the Scot seemed hesitant. It was then Charles realized that he missing two fingers on it. ‘I see,’ Charles said withdrawing his hand. ‘Sorry.’ ‘No need, sir. It’s me Blighty wound. Got it at Loos. King’s Royal Rifles, sir’ ‘That’s was my. When it calmed, Sinjab had questions like “How did this start and how long ago? How many men have had you? How recently?”She parried before she answered his questions, “Have you noticed any fault with our lovemaking, either in how often or how good?” He admitted that it seemed better the last few months. She smiled, “I have learned some things.”When she revealed that she had “entertained” two men earlier that day he took her again and she squealed in delight. “You are better than both of them. Guy 1: ‘Now, where’s my lunch? It should…’ Suddenly, my face felt like it was on fire. I was caught standing there, listening to a private conversation, long enough for their food to get cold. The owner had fired girls for less. I tried to turn away, but it was too late. Guy 1 motioned me over. Steeling what was left of my nerve, I took their plates to the table. Guy 1 took them from my hands. Then he took my wrist and pulled me closer. He whispered, ‘Do you want to see it?’ I was unsure what. Well, actually, she made love to me. She did things to my dick with her tongue that were light years beyond what any high school girl had done - sucking, swirling, licking, deep-throating, sucking my balls - you name it.It didn't seem to have been that long, when the cabin door opened and Morgan walked in. Oh, shit!!!She shook her head and rolled her eyes, but she was laughing to she my cock in her mother's mouth. Without a word, she tossed back two nearly full margaritas we had left on the.