They sat across from each other.“How involved are you in the escort business?” he asked her.“Part ownership worldwide.”“Part?”“Silent pa...tner. I came up with the network idea. It made sense with all the international commerce. Privileged men letting off steam able to afford the best. Why not interconnect everything?”“And the Prince and his harem?”“A pool.”“Are there other pools?”“Yes Joe, though not as ... imprisoning.”“The tour guides.”“Designed like a geisha house.”“Where else?”“There’s an. ....I looked down at his bobbing head watching his full lips wrapped around my wet, sweaty cock. Sweat from my face dripped down his. Hot sun light thru the windows hit us and I could see his didn't isrd cock poking his white mesh shorts. He peeled back one shorts leg & I looked down at his Thick, uncut, precum dripping college dick. I was surprised how nice it was! I pulled him up & changed places & I got busy on his uncut dick. Well after a bit, shorts were off, on the bed, his legs were over. (I never got used to the civvy way of having breakfast after getting to work).After breakfast it was my turn to drive. The only other vehicle I had ever driven, other than the driving school’s car, was my Citroen Ami 8, (the model up from a 2CV) with a powerful 602cc engine and a dash-mounted gear lever. Not surprisingly, I felt somewhat uneasy sat high up in the cab behind the large steering wheel and floor-mounted gear stick of the Bedford.I drove carefully out of the Sorting Office car park.. “Fucking come here you horny slag!” Ian grinned as he and Billy climbed onto the bed either side of me!I could tell they knew exactly what they wanted and they were going to get it whatever I might have thought otherwise. I had the distinct feeling that Ian and Billy were going to do something nasty to me and I wanted protest but decided after Peter’s threat it would not be wise. I looked over at him as he gazed for a moment at the blazing embers of the fire before his look returned to the.