“Itʼs just a little further,” replied the teenage driver.“Travis told me about this road. Itʼs an old fire road the forest service hasnʼt use... in years.”“More like decades,” replied the pretty blonde as they were both jolted heavily when one of the wheels found a deep washout.“You said you didnʼt want to go to Hanniganʼs Lake.”“Because everyone goes to Hanniganʼs Lake. Itʼs the biggest lovers lane in the county. Thereʼs just no such thing as privacy there -- or at least thatʼs what I was. . impressive. Unexpected, but pleasingly decisive.”“Well,” I answered wryly, “I’m glad I can surprise you now and then.”I spent the morning being lazy, swimming and reading a novel by John le Carré: Call For The Dead. If I was going to be stuck in the world of espionage, I needed to read up on it. I’d already read all Ian Fleming’s works, but Dan had told me that le Carré’s books were more realistic. From now on, I would always think of MI6 as ‘The Circus’.I had lunch with Mrs O’Keef, then. Mmm, he moaned involuntarily as it had been way too long since he had blown a man and he was looking forward to this. He started slowly sucking Jimmy’s cock into his mouth and loved the feel of it as it twitched and jumped as it grew to its full length. Now Jack liked sucking cock but he was not the blow job artist that his wife was so he knew he would not be able to match what she must have performed on Jimmy and his buddy.Jack continued to work Jimmy’s cock and was rewarded with encouragement. When I got in he was already smoking. There was something different in how he looked at me, a little glint in his eye that I'd never seen before. His shirt was off, his muscular chest out, and he was wearing nothing but a pair of grey track pants. I could see his bulge through the corner of my eye, but I walked over to the couch anyway, sitting down next to him.We chatted for a bit, ignoring whatever was playing on the TV, but the whole time I could feel him staring at me like a piece of meat..