Jason took a sip of a tall cup of iced tea and coyly said. “Your wife must really adore you.”“You might say that.”“Oh snap, why do you keep ...aying that, it sounds so elusive.” Jason snapped then nearly urinated on himself as he saw the black handgun held by Zaire.“Oh snap…oh snap, I’m sorry, please, please don’t hurt me, I wasn’t trying to offend you.”“Oh, you’re sorry now huh. Don’t be such a pussy. Well, here’s a tip little sissy. My wife’s going through some shit I’d rather not speak about,. Do we have to be?" Casey moaned."Yes," Ethan said. "I think you've had plenty for your first time." What about next time?" She tried to turn her head to look at him."We'll have to wait until then," Ethan said. "But next time, don't ask your Dad if it's okay. He doesn't need to know."Casey chuckled. "Okay," she said, then she grunted.Ethan pumped his hips harder. He could feel his orgasm approaching fast. He wasn't going to let up this time. He only wished he was going to fill her with it. His friend Tom (also a club member) owned a restaurant that had an adjoining? banquetroom. This was the location they would use for indoor photo sessions. The clubhad never hired a nude female model before and even Bob himself was a littleleery about the event as he knew that a few of the club members would bebringing their teen age sons. Hereminded his son and daughter and Uncle and his nephew that at todays session the group had hired a nude model.? There were many awkward and exciting. “You know there are more surprises with you than a case of Cracker Jacks and more secrets than a soap opera plot,” Frank replied.“A girl always has a few secrets! It is the nature of the gender and everybody loves a surprise; I’m glad you approve,” I replied.Robert called me off to the side, “They made four different groups of calls today. There is one number that was called; it was an international call to an active satellite phone belonging to Crown Prince Sultan al-Zahab. It was not from the.