With that he turned and headed through the door. I could hear his footsteps on the stairs as he returned to attend to his customers Such is the manner...in which liaisons are made in the gay world. No unnecessary small talk to drag out the proceedings and increase the risk of discovery. Just a mutual interest established and an arrangement quickly made.I waited a discreet few moments and then ascended the stairs and returned to our table. When I rejoined the other two the cake stand was empty!. .” I trailed off, not wanting to exasperate the situation with threats that I probably couldn’t follow through on.He considered for a moment, lowering his weapon.“You know this whole thing sounds like a fucking honey trap to me, boy. I open that back door expecting your fictional friendly viper, and out pops a fucking juiced up Berserker who tears through us before we can put him down.”I crossed my arms, frustrated.“If that’s the way you feel then just let me keep driving, I don’t know where. She undid the belt on her robe and I saw her black basque holding up her enormous tits."You can kiss them if you like, I love having my tits kissed", I didnt need a second invitation, I kissed them, sucked them and chewed on them.Gina moved her hand to my cock, feeling it through my shorts, "ooh this is nice and hard" she said, as she slipped her hand up my shorts and took hold of it, fondling it gently."can I suck it" she asked, I just nodded with a stupid smile on my face.Gina squatted,. I wanted to get a personal assessment of each man's abilities and short comings before I trusted him completely. The first test came against a group of four D. VIIs. Oh, shit, I could tell from the way they acted that this was a bunch of combat veterans, and we were in for a real test. Thank God, the level of training had improved considerably before the new pilots were shipped to France, and we might survive.Bud Watson was my wingman for this flight, and I had instructed him to hang as close.