He was right. I had just cursed at him and the other for staring at her, and now he had caught me doing the same thing. "You're right, for that I apol...gize," I said whole hardheartedly. The rest of the crew came to the backroom, we all worked together putting the repacks away in the proper spots. We also punched the numbers into the guns, so that everything was right. I knew if I didn't do it, no one else would. Then it would create much bigger problems down the road. "Manager to the front. There were lawns and trees and a very large terrace at the back. We were met by a couple, Andy and Rebecca, dressed quite conservatively. We had been told to do the same. We were led inside and Reg went into the lounge while Marge led me to a bedroom. “Get undressed” she said. I did and stood naked except for my high heels. She had brought the bag inside with her and she opened it and pulled out this contraption that looked sort of like something used to milk cows. My nipples were already erect. If she was keeping it together with LTJG Fuckhead helping her out, I really can’t complain.Her developing a relationship with someone else, is that really her fault? If I had been with her here she would not have even given LTJG Victor MacDonald the time of day. I believe I know her well enough to know that her reaching out to him was not 100% sex. I’ll bet the percentage is closer to 20-30%. She needed someone to talk to and be with besides the kids and Melba.I will ask her what she wants --. "Inside, I was told there's an office first thing you see. You should go there. Um. Good luck."With that, he drove off. Sam exhaled and walked through the doors. Inside, there was an open space, kind of like a lobby. No one was in sight but murmured voices from nearby rooms and hallways could be heard, if not understood. To the right were doors with a sign that read "Auditorium Entrance" with a hallway leading around it. Opposite Sam on the other side of the lobby was another hallway and a set.