And on top of this, or maybe because of this, she has "Daddy" issues. If you think it can't happen, think again.The first time we met was in a diner. ...he national glorified greasy spoon, as I call it. I was catching a little dinner before one of my DJ gigs.You know that feeling you get when you know someone is looking at you, but you can't figure out where it is coming from?Well, that feeling hit me hard enough, that my neck hairs stood up. Now, I'm used to being looked and leered at because of. Joan, Jim and GeorgeJoan started off asking George what attracted him to apply. “I was fed up with the usual boring conversations at the pub and the stuck up women at bingo. Your ad said adventurous and stimulating which got my imagination going. It could mean only one of two things: hill walking or sex. And I was right. I love sex, always have and will till I die, even if takes me a quite a while to get hard.“Well, that’s good to hear” replied Jim. He then asked if he wanked much, being. He quickly began to moan and said "fuck, that's good, it feels so much better than when my girlfriend blew me" I eased my mouth off his cock and replied "that's because only another man knows the feeling he's giving when sucking another guy's cock " He muttered his agreement while I got back to pleasuring him. My hand was on his shaft and I slid my other hand between his legs, stroking his perineum and cupping his balls in my hand, pulling them down gently, my lips were around Simon's big. “OK. OK.” I looked around to be sure no one was within earshot and I looked back in Rory’s eyes. “Rory, the two mule packs are holding almost 160 pounds of gold.”Rory looked stunned. Eyes wide open, mouth open. Head shot forward.“If word got out that we were transporting 160 pounds, we would be up to our asses in bandits or people who might threaten our wives or kids if we don’t pay a ransom?”“I understand, Paul, you can trust me,” Rory said solomnly.“OK,” I nodded to him. “I do. Now our.