The clients were most impressed and as the night ended they took you aside and told you they had a Limo for you for the rest of the night.We left out ...o the parking lot, my hand on the small of you back as we left. Out to the Limo to find a woman driver for us, looking sharp in black slacks and jacket and a crisp white blouse underneath, her hair up and under a driver’s hat.She opened the back door for us and told us “Sir, Ma’am, the limo is fully stocked for you, please help yourself.” As you. I ducked to watch down and saw two guys smoking. As I leaned to see them they quickly hid the joint, but I knew it was Marijuana.I told them that there is no issue with me for weed, they were relieved. There were the guys that probably got on Hasan station. Since I was now up, I asked them if they could share the joint with me. I did not realize that as I leaned from the upper berth, they could see my navel area and cleavage perfectly.They passed me the joint with the same lusty spark that. “Going to take out that group near the latrines,” I told Arch. “Then see if I can get near the medics.”“Just take them out, John. Morgana’s already making her way there with the Loegrians. Just keep them occupied,” Arch ordered.“Yes, sir,” I replied with a grin.Our small group took it upon themselves to let fly with our weapons towards a largish group of Rwandans who had just left the safety of the brush and had begun to run towards the cover of one of our burning vehicles. Several of them went. Tony, complimented me on my speedos, said he loves a guy in speedos. Tony is thirty-nine years old, married (to a woman), likes playing with guys on the side. He sent me through a photo of him at the beach, wearing dork shorts unfortunately, with his wife and he had blurred her face out which I thought was pretty cool (discretion is important to me). When he sent the photo through he apologized for wearing dork shorts but said his wife doesn’t like him wear speedos in public.What was.