”“Yes, I am; and you are?”The man blew his nose and then put up his handkerchief. He was a little embarrassed at showing emotion in public. He a...swered, “I’m Fred Maxwell. I donated the bookshelf to the burn unit.”John reached out with his hand as he said, “I’m very pleased to meet you. Your generosity means a lot to those kids.”The man’s eyes misted again. He said, “I watched as all of you put it together. That was the nicest thing I have ever seen in my life. The looks of joy on their faces. Now I'm not backward in coming forward but I couldn't for the life of me figure this bird out and so drifted off into oblivion, trying to decide how best to get my own way with the new best friend and super fit gym bunny laid gently snoring next to me. Little did I know that the problem would solve itself before morning.Next thing I know, I wake up to find it's pitch black and Isobel has her hand in my boxers and is slowly wanking my rapidly hardening cock, which before long, is like a broom. As we approached, the four gentlemen got up to greet us. Jill introduced me to Iain, James, Steve and Bill. Iain was the one with the lean face. There weren't any extra chairs to be had so I suggested that Jill and I could borrow a lap from two of them. No one complained about that. I quickly scooted into Iain's lap as Jill planted herself on Steve."I hope I'm not hurting you," I said to Iain."Not at all," he said in a charming way.I knew that Jill and I had chosen well because these fellows. ..”Ben interrupts, “ ... Other than some terrorists who we will send back to their hell.”I continue, “Yes, Ben and I have been given a specific mission.”Thom surprises me when he stands up and adds his two cents, “I believe in what Jennifer has said. They do have a specific mission.”I will certainly need to query Thom about his support later because it really came out of nowhere.Ben continues, “We will of course talk to the security staff that’s on duty individually and not to downplay this.