His dirk, bog wood sheath, with silver filament adorning the tip and front, sat on his sporran belt on his left side. His new cuarans, deerskin boots ...e had finely tanned, were tied to his legs with thongs, over his tartan hose, that were held up with ribbon garters. He adjusted his bonnet, so the feathers stood straight up, making him take one last look at himself before exiting his chambers. Grayson watched the servants leave and then turned to admire himself as well. His long, crimson hair. " You told them the truth before?" Yes, just last week and I've been dealing with the aftermath since." Do they know I'm here?" Yes ... no ... sort of," Sharon prevaricated. "They know I'm here seeing you, but not that I'm bringing you along to meet them, though I think Melanie suspects it as she wasn't too keen on coming here." OK," I said, "let's try at least."We wandered back to the café and ordered more hot drinks and waited. It wasn't too long before I spotted them and my heart just went. I watched from a distance hoping my plan would come into effect. Which it did. His usual chatter got weaker and weaker until his limbs were giving way. His friends rushed to help him, when something when horribly wrong. As he fell back he happened to knock a rather…large lad on the head. This obviously angered him in a usual bullying way. I couldnt help but watch on in complete shock as my plan went into complete meltdown. One punch let to another and in the end I had to run out of the room. I. “It’s been a while,” Paul said flatly and without elaboration. “That was very good,” he added, equally flatly.Amelia turned to me as Jess sucked the cum off of the side of her hand.“Aaron, please hand each guy a wet wipe to clean up the remainder of the mess.”I was grateful that she didn’t ask me to actually clean their cocks myself, but that was undoubtedly because the guys would freak out if she suggested it.I pulled a couple of wipes from a package and handed them to each guy. Paul took one.