I chewed and swallowed. “Gillian, why have you been avoiding me?”“I haven’t...”“Gillian,” I interrupted as quietly and gently as I could... “remember what I do? If I’ve done something wrong, if I’ve offended you in some way, please, tell me.”“I can’t ... I don’t want ... to say.”I sighed, and sipped at my coffee as I tried to work out where to go next. “Lovely coffee, as usual,” I said, in lieu of anything more profound.She glanced up with a slight smile. “It’s the Macchu Picchu you told me. Dian took charge and they were fucking as if I wasn't there. They both shoke and trembled and Paul ejacuated, Dian pushed him off, she didn't want to get pregnant with paul. I was looking at them very horny. We were all sweating. Dian look at me. She said I'm sorry honey, I said nothing to apologize, she motioned me to come near her and she held my dick and she wanked me off. Paul was lying in the other couch exhausted and pretended not to see us. I built up and eventually shoot my load on. As I dozed off, I decided that this kind of life could be gotten used to. I wondered what the bill would be.-------------LaterLike before, the evening meal was simple but sumptuous. Sheik Hassan greeted me in an apparently sincere welcome and introduced me to Jean - pronounced Jhon, which led me to believe - correctly, as it turned out - that he was French. During the meal, most of the conversation was in the form of questions to me as to my exit from the Army and what I did when I got back. He thought about all thecocks he had sucked so far. He thought about being naked for display, foruse. Mostly, he thought about John. He was confused by all the things hewas feeling.As he lay naked under his sheet, one hand wrapped around his cock fightingthe urge to jack off, the other fingering his ass, his alarm rang.In the shower his still hard cock continued pointing toward his head,continued begging for attention. He washed it thoroughly as usual, shavedaround it as part of his new.