Her husband Jack picked me up at the airport and I could not take my eyes off of him. He was so good looking I kept crossing my arms to keep my small ...reasts covered.Jane and Jack took me out to a fancy dinner and we toured the city. Back at their one bedroom apartment they went into the bedroom and I tried to sleep on the couch in the living room. I could hear some wonderful moaning from their bedroom and I didn’t sleep well at all. The next day Jack went to work and Jane and I just hung out. I got up and wiped cum from my stomach and hand then went in to wash up.I felt better now and was able to get back on the tasks at hand and finish things in my apartment, I needed to get the sense of normalcy back. By the time I finished up it was late and I was tired as hell but when I laid down I wanted to stroke one off again but before I could gather up the energy to start I fell asleep. I was woken up by the rock and roll ringtone on my cell and I wanted to ignore it thinking I had just. “We are her security team; we go as well,” Andy said.“Then why was BJ out there alone?” Louis asked.“She is the boss and demands that we follow direct orders,” Andy said.“And after a bloody nose and a bruised face?” Louis asked.“I still follow direct orders. There was no doubt that BJ would put him down. We train with her all the time,” Andy said.“So she ordered all of you to stay while she went to meet the General alone,” Louis said.“That is what was in the invitation, that it was just to be. We had said hello a few times so we chatted a bit on the way to the bath house. Paul was about 70, in good shape, and was camping alone. Upon getting there, he went in one shower, and I into one a few doors away. After a minute or 2 there was a knock on my door. It was Paul, he forgot his shampoo and asked to borrow mine. Im not sure how or why, but we both knew that we were interested in each other. He was already wet, dressed only in a towel which covered little. As he moved it opened a bit.