Opium had knownBob Charles for four or five years, ever since he had taken over as manager ofthe Australian subsidiary of the bank. She knew he liked ...omen, especiallythose who dressed smartly and showed a bit of leg. She had come to the meetingprepared, wearing a dark red business suit. The skirt was just a little tooshort for convention, a couple of inches above the knee and it revealed a goodexpanse of thigh, clad in sheer black pantyhose. She wore a crisp white blousethe top button of which. Hetried to ignore it, but something inside him said go for it. He started towalk away but he was drawn to the cock. He turned around and again startedwalking away but his stomach started growling. He turned and saw the cockwas starting to pull out of the hole. He quickly grabbed it and dropped tohis knees, and started sucking on it. The cock slid in and out of his mouthhitting the back of his throat. The more he pleasured the man the harderMike got until the cock exploded in his mouth. Mike. Go to your rooms and pack your clothes for the cabin. Plan for a month's stay so don't leave something you might need. Also, go easy on the electronics, we may lose power." All right!" They hollered quietly.Charles looked at me and asked, "What about our rifles and other guns? I think we should have them in case things get tough."Before Doris could object, I said, "That's a good idea. Pack them for the trip along with every bit of ammunition you can find. Also, all our lanterns, sleeping bags,. Her lips, though painted red, appeared to be dry, parched. I tried to smile and got off a weak ‘Hello’ in return. ‘Can you help me?’ she asked. It was strange as my body began to response to her before my mind did. My heart began to beat quicker. My mouth became dry. ‘With what?’ My voice cracked nervously. ‘I’m lost and can’t find my way home.’ Her tone was sad. I could feel her grief, her wanting to make it home. I opened my mouth to speak, to ask her where she lived. I closed it quickly.