"That was our room number in Visalia, don't you remember?" she said."Yeah, I do—I was just messing with you."I opened it up and it was pretty nice, ...uch nicer than that hole in Visalia we'd stayed at. I locked the car and I locked the room."I need the bathroom Jerry?" she asked."Sure thing," I said, kicking off my shoes and pulling off my socks. My feet were happy now. I was unbuckling my belt as I heard Joanie say, "Turn out the light please Jerry?"I got my pants off, laying them carefully to. She still didn't know how she was going to handle that. Time to think about that later she thought. Right now I'm going to Jake's bedroom to be a slut again and this time I'm not going to be feeling guilty about it.She stopped at the door to Jake's bedroom, took a deep breath and whispered, "Show time" to herself and then opened the door and walked, head held high into the room. She saw Jake, Stan, John and Todd. John was VP of Production and Todd was VP of Marketing. She looked from one to the. She took my hard dick from my jockey and started playing with it. In the meantime I took the liberty of touching her tender breasts. She seems to enjoy that as well. She herself took her tops upwards and I could see her lacy bra holding those beautiful pair of boobs. I too could not control myself and without wasting a second took my hands behind to open her bra hook. She told me to play and message her boobs. I was in dreams. Two big mangoes were in my hand to be massaged and sucked. I pinched. I had completely forgotten about Ryan – he was cute that is for sure and he is a Southern Kiwi man (kinda like a Southern US guy – born and bred on the farm, pretty str8 acting and my bet is he could sheer - or share – a sheep). I can't believe I hadn't given him much more though because I don't really know any gay guys in town yet. So last week I get a txt from Ryan saying that he and his boyfriend (yes he wrote boyfriend) were going to shoot some pool and I was welcome to join them.The pool.