The black guy accompanying him was shorter, maybe six foot tall and sleeker than his compatriot. They went to work on their own, without any help from...the staff.I wrapped up my work a little before nine o'clock that evening."You're on for Thursday night, right Kyle?" Steve asked."Yes, I'm game for it," I agreed."Do you want to meet a couple of your fellow pros?" Steve added."Sure, why not?" I responded. Steve led me over to the two guys I suspected were athletes."Brent, Jeremy, could I take a. I was still suffering from no release last night and had been unable to shake the image of Rachael naked, a glorious young girl. She was so dam desirable. Today, there was something different about her. Rachael had changed, but I couldn’t put my finger on what it was.I reached out to grab her and she danced away. “Gotta go to the bathroom.”Desire slanted my perspective for most of the day. It affected my actions as well. I hugged Rachael frequently and took the opportunity to fondle her. Our neighbor’s blanket had slipped to the girl’s waist. That wasn’t very noteworthy, but was of considerably more interest was that fact that she was bare, at least as far as I could see. They weren’t paying any attention to us though as the guy’s mouth was fastened to one of her tits while his hand was fondling her other.I very quietly asked you if you saw what I saw and you just nodded subtly as you apparently didn’t want to draw any attention to us. After a moment the girl must have. Woody told her not to worry, they would leave there for a safer more private place he knew. They soon followed him 7 miles then saw his turn signal blinking “how about you Barn Owl, is the nest open” they heard his CB say? “Come on in”, a voice replied. Woody drove down a private drive then told them to wait until he got backed in. His Truck moved and Dexter shouted “A World War II munitions bunker”! Woody backed inside with enough space to park 3 Tractor Trailers inside. They saw a Van parked.