.. there is an ass in the word assumption (as in make an ass of you and me) for a very good reason.Once Gloria had seated herself, I held my fingers t...gether in a thoughtfully precise (but magically meaningless) manner and gave my client a good look-over. The superficial appearances were all pleasant.My client seemed to be an extremely attractive woman, perhaps only slighter older than me, of about thirty or so. She was dressed to impress (a red flag) showing a lot of ample cleavage and long. Although, in this case it was Sgt. Murphy ... Sharpe Field was extremely close to restored. Crews of laborers had swept through the barracks site with chainsaws, pruners, rakes and trash bags. The place was taking on the groomed look of a southern prewar military base ... except ... there seemed to be a lot of deep dark tans. The runways had been restored to pre abandonment beauty. Fresh white paint abounded. Where once an officers' Dusenberg had prowled the trim streets, a Piper or Cessna. His cock was hard at this time of the morning, of course, and it was snuggled between Arlene's legs, tight against her groin. Arlene was deeply asleep, evidenced by the drool on his chest and her slow, deep breathing.Diana opened one eye and glared at him as he moved her to her back. "Going to go exercise," he whispered. Laura was a little harder to move, but she apparently didn't wake up. He finally managed to wiggle from under Arlene and get her positioned in his recently vacated place. There. It fact it was getting to be far too frequent. He would have to report the problem the phone company as soon as he got a moment.He put the phone issue out of his mind and held his meeting. He was delighted with the outcome, reported it to his boss, went to the airport, and caught his flight home. Arriving home, he was met by Francine who all but attacked him with kisses. She pulled him to the bedroom and they didn't emerge for several hours.Now it dawned on Harry, she was giving him a guilt.