Kiki had a different idea, she put her towel down on the bench below. The towel is not just for hygiene, but the benches are fucking hot, like 170 deg...ees, they feel much hotter than the air. (I could explain the physics of that, Physics is my thing as well, I've almost got my doctorate, but that's not why you're reading this.) She knelt on the towel and went down on me. I was all floppy and relaxed after the massage. I'd managed to not get hard during the massage, they really are relaxing, but. “Greetings, my husband, have you left yet?”“We’re going to eat first, but we should be in the air within the hour. How are things going there?”“I’m very pleased. We did have one couple who didn’t belong, but otherwise I think there are a lot of good people in this group.”“That sounds great, but what did you mean about the couple not belonging?”“That was my way of saying they were plants, probably from our curious drug lord. They showed up last night. While they were here they moved around among. Our being twins had us sharing a room. We became a large family in a small house. They redid part of the house, and our bedroom had one full-sized bed and a four-drawer dresser. When we hit puberty simultaneously, mom tried to put my twin in the room with my sisters. That worked well for a short time until her thirteen-year-old sister came to live with us. They moved all the kids around to make it work, but only my twin and I could sleep in a bed together for more than one night. Doctors didn’t. Their drinks came and Sam started sipping hers. Just then, a girl walked up and asked Amy to dance. Amy looked at Sam, raising her eyebrows."I'll be ok. Go ahead," Sam answered Amy's unspoken question.The girl pulled Amy to her feet and led her to the dance floor. "I noted you were dancing with both girls and boys, so I thought I would take a chance and ask you. Thanks for accepting." She said."My name is Jennifer, Jen for short. Is she a friend of yours?" she asked nodding in Sam's.