"Yeah." Oriel's voice was a rasp in the dry air, her tone brought lower by the weight of the day and so many days like it. "Sounds good." *** A week b...fore, Ed had arrived with the rest of his team on his first observation trip to Jordan. It had been a tough few weeks, working their way in and out of the various refugee camps they'd been assigned. This was the last, and arguably the worst. Technically in the no-man's-land between Syria and Jordan, tens of thousands of asylum seekers were held. The house was quite far from the street and burglaries in that area were rare. Julie and I got into the backseat and did it on the brand new leather interior. We must have made a bit too much noise and moved around too much because the security lights flashed on and off and the next thing we know, Mr and Mrs Dunn are standing outside with a flashlight shouting “who’s there!” I always laughed at that memory. That was a good Thanksgiving weekend. I had car sex for the first time with the most. ‘I don’t deserve this,’ she whispered. ‘I’m supposed to be alone, a loser, permanently damaged goods. Yet this boy comes in, knows who I am and doesn’t judge. Can I trust him? So far yes. But what if he’s like the others?’ I stirred softly. Lisa stopped whispering and threw her arms around me in a tight embrace. I pretended to be waking up. ‘I’m here, Lisa,’ I whispered. She kissed me. ‘I know,’ she said. We drifted off to sleep. The next evening, she asked me what the ‘next phase’ involved.. Barb is about 30 years old, black hair cut to her shoulders, also a trim body wearing an equally skimpy bikini. Jan looks somewhere between us in age, longish blonde hair, wearing a bikini but covering a little bit more. She is also ingood shape. Both women, like Mrs. Baldwin have C-cup breasts.Mrs. Baldwin takes my glass and sets it on a table between two lounge chairs and wastes no time in pull the tie of my cover-up and slipping it off. Once again, I am the only one naked, though the other.