"I agreed to go back to his flat, I know I shouldn't but it was genuinely just to chat, it's been ages and you know as well as I do, he's good company... it was nice." Go on." He made me a coffee, and we were just sitting talking. Then as you know I was wearing those heels and my feet were pretty sore so he took them off for me. I ended up sitting with my feet across his lap and he was giving me a gentle foot massage which to be honest was heavenly."She looked up apologetically."Go on, I want to. She looked like Bindu of yester years.The day she joined in the office , she sat with all our colleagues in the lunch/ cafeteria. She just sat next to me , and started the conversation of me and my family. I was bit apprehensive in taking to ma’am, but she eased out. My smart phone was in the table and just in time a message came , which automatically turned on the screen light. My wife and my kids photo was there in the wall paper and ma’am saw it. She asked me to see some other pics of my. They’d taken up defensive positions all around our campsite, with weapons drawn and this was unusual for several reasons. First, on an average cattle drive we’d never have chosen a campsite like this one we’re now in. Normally we’d of just parked ourselves in the middle of some wide open, exposed plain, thinking little of defendable positions and such.Also we’d never have slept with our weapons this close by. Instead they’d of been safely stored in Cookie’s chuck wagon, but this wasn’t an. It didnt matter really, as they hadnt bothered learning ours either. The doorway across the hall was open and inside it we could see a room with a small round low circular stage with a stripper pole in the middle, flanked on all sides my large wide couches. Kneeling on the stage of this room how ever was a girl, probably no older then Faith and myself. She was surrounded by black black guys with pants around their ankles, all the time she was sucking them off. While she was sucking one guy.