Thank you for setting this up and letting me stay,” he said before adding in a slurred manner, “You’re a good guy, Paul. If you find Michael and...Maggie, tell them I’ve gone to bed.”“I will, Will.”Will didn’t react.I said no more, but I enjoyed my own joke until I left the room. I wanted to see what was going on in the main bedroom and crossed the hall. I felt sick inside as I listened outside the door. I couldn’t hear anything. Although it seemed that the further spit roast episode had not. Suddenly he noticed the corner of a porn magazine, peeping from under his mattress. He reached and pulled it out for flipping pages. He found the photo of a girl, he had saved this magazine for. White girl, dark hair and big blue eyes and very small tits. Jim; unlike thousands other guys, he had a fancy for the small tits, maybe not even the tits; just the lump of meat getting ready to take shape. She looked very cute to Jim.He got his scissors and cut out her photo, then cropped it to look. Fortunately for me, neither of these two people smoked so there was no matches or lighters to reveal my presence five parking slots away.************Oh I'd seen them both when the lights were on, who wouldn't have stared at that five foot four luscious walking billboard for Penthouse or Playboy Magazines with the nerd. Dressed in that white silk blouse with her nipples poking out and that molded short red leather skirt with the slit in the back to give brief glimpses of naked thigh above white. After that, the three of them went to an adjoining room. The judge amused himself leading her on the leash, as if she were a poodle. He chuckled and stroked her ass. He hefted one of her tits and said she was a fine looking woman. Then he put the leash down and he started undressing, both of the men undressed. Ellen stood there and watched them, as they removed their clothes. She realized then, that she'd have to service both of them. She was frightened of her future, terrified of what would.