‘There you are,’ she called when she saw them coming down the stairs. ‘I was wondering if you’d overslept or something!’ She floated towards...them. ‘As a matter of fact, we did,’ Kevin told her when the three of them had reached the chairs and started to undress. ‘It was all Steve’s fault though.’ He pulled his t-shirt over his head. Steve just gave him a look and pulled his pants down, revealing his black trunks. Then he walked over to where Erin had just reached the edge and jumped right in.. Who moans like that? ... those aren’t love handles, they’re spare tires ... he’s got to hold it or it’ll go limp! ... yeah, right, a bikini and an C-section scar ... Christ, if they had put in any more silicone she’d fall over...”For a second I thought it was just me. Maybe I was just too dumb to figure it out. But I looked around the room and met incredulous stares from the other guys. Without question, all the men had been transported to the Twilight Zone. And the women to the Comedy Club.“. Old Jackson suddenly retiredopened up this great job (if you’re a loser ).After ringing the doorbell I stood back to check out thehouse. Big rich mans place with double garage, the lot.The door opened and there stood a middle-aged women about45 or 50 5’2 and very much overweight. She was wearing ahousecoat that went to the floor and I presumed she wasnot long out of bed. “Can I help you young man?” she saidlooking down her nose at me.“Yes ma’am I’m from. " Oh, you're very welcome sir. We hope you enjoy your stay with us." I'm sure we will. It's room 313 isn't it?" Right sir, 313 as usual, sir."Banning accepted the key card and he and Miss von Stade left the lobby that was not a lobby and headed to their playpen rendezvous.Moments later, hidden from view behind the tall mahogany doors of the luxury suite, Banning sat in a comfortable overstuffed chair watching and waiting as Marion emptied the briefcase's contents on the bed. A melange of sexual.