Again Richard and John sat at separate tables but again smiled at each other occasionally.John's cock was close to fully erect in his trousers, he had...been like that before ahead of a date with a female if he was anticipating a fuck but this was something else. In the next couple of hours, he was likely to be inserting his penis into a man's arse hole for the first time ever.Both went back to their own rooms after the meal and both were watching the clock and John was wishing that he had not. "Yeah. Tell me if this will work; Erin is probably going to want some more practice on her technique, and Toby is more in her league, anyway..."Mary pondered this, nodded. Toby wasn't really a hothouse brain -- he was a step down, and he had other interests and distractions -- one of which, supposedly un-dealt with, being sex. Toby wasn't a huge guy, either, being a bit taller than Teddy, freckled, with brown hair and eyes. He spent a lot of time pretending to be experienced, but everybody saw. But we both exchange a knowing glance, one of longing, of desire. Effortlessly mixing her favorite drink, feeling her hand touch mine as I serve it to her. I try to conceal my blush, but she can see right through me. As she turns to a friend, i move down to answer another order. Every so often, looking over to her, marveling at her beauty, not feeling guilty when she catches me stealing a peek at her. The night carries on, our eyes constantly meeting, and it is an endless torture. To be so. ’ ‘Not so. I’ve paid for it in pain and time served, excepting certain provisions I’ve made for his immediate family.’ ‘Ah, yes, da ‘nonymous donation of title deeds to the Moscow kommunalka (apartment) of mine sister-in-law, an’ monthly bearer bonds’ income, much ‘preciated, but…’ ‘There is always a ‘but’, Kollikov, continue.’ ‘I want what’s stolen from poor Benny and… for his death… your head, or…’ ‘Or?’ I ask. ‘We’re on conference call with mine guys at Benny’s villa, your wife an’ babies.