“Mum’s the fuckin’ worse of the lot. Just hope she don’t flash her tits at everyone like she did at our Natalies”“Now ladies lets have a b...t of decorum shall we,” asked a smiling Toff Needel, the queer manager of the Head of Steam boozer, collecting empty glasses. “Ouch! Helen, geroff you bitch!” he stepped back, the hand through his legs fastened on his balls sliding away.“Fuckin’ decorum if I knew what it meant ... Toff?” shrieked Jocelyn.The gang laughed out loud as the tall rangy homosexual. If I must, I must.”Dusty giggled at his silliness knowing full well, James was no one’s bitch. He was far more dominating in the bedroom than out of it. He was compliant with her wishes but he was always in charge and that was just how she liked him to behave.“We will see,” she said leaving the conversation open for another time as the others were coming back.Rupert graciously accepted his fifteen new arrivals when they dropped them off.They put them in the other cube for now with the other men. “Sorry,” he said. “I didn’t mean to sound negative. It’s just those two miles day before yesterday brought me to my knees.”“And so will the four miles today, but the first two will be better than they were the other day. If you’re going to be able to pass the obstacle course in a couple of months, you — all of you — are going to have to push to the limit. That means that we’ll go up two miles a couple of times per week. Come Sunday morning, we might jog down to Martha’s for breakfast...”“Don’t. Shesucked him a few times before he pulled back."Easy," said Reese, stepping back and pulling out of her mouth. "Notthat I'm not enjoying it, but I have to finish or you'll be all messedup. The instructions say 30 minutes to achieve what we want, and to becareful not to get it in your eyes. Now relax and let me work."Reese now took his fingers and began rubbing something onto Jenn'sface."What is this?" Jenn asked, seeing the green goop on his fingers."Another treat?" Shush, and close those.