"What are you doing here?"I sipped my drink."Checking out the band," I said, "I heard they were good." You are going to do some dancing?"I shrugged."I...like doing it ... in private..."I just threw that together hoping to spark a reaction out of him and it worked. He licked his mouth and gestured at me to go sit at a table with him. We did that, both drinking and watching the activity around us. Couples danced but it was all about hooking up for the night. The motel next door did robust business. ’I felt two pairs of lips kiss up either side of my dick, before one kissed the end. Then the two women worked their way back down to the base with their tongues.I wanted to rip off my blindfold to see who was doing what. But at the same time, I was enjoying the mystery.As the two, who I thought had to be the twins, worked on my dick, the woman behind me sank to her knees. She pulled my arse cheeks further apart and started to lick around my anus. Holy shit. It felt amazing.The one in. So, we ate on the train. We got into Paris that evening and took a taxi to the Hotel Lutetia over in the 6th arrondissement.I’d gotten suites for both Mel and me. I wanted my own room, so I could spread out my hacking gear. Mel is technology averse and so she tends to treat the cabling like I had strewn several live cobras around on the floor. I told her to go to her room and put something on and we could get a nightcap downstairs.I had chosen the Lutetia because of the bar. The Lutetia bar was. He wanted all the details, especially about costs, financing and firm plans.When he brought it up on the ride home from a movie with friends, Carolyn shushed him, saying, “Darling, that is a long way from now. We don’t know where we’ll be then.”Thomas, who was driving, glanced into the back seat to address their double date, saying, “Wherever you go, Carolyn, you’ll look great! You have a new ‘do’ and you lost all that weight!”Carolyn accepted the compliments, saying, “My new job is hectic. I.