Just beyond them her husband, Bob was talking to another woman (who was being phallated by another woman). He looked back to see his wife, she noticed...something about him she had not seen before. A look of freedom; total relaxation; he smiled at Linda.That was a smile she had not seen since their engagement 40 years ago. He came back toward her. “Are you ok darling?” Darling???? When was the last time he called her darling? Shortly after the birth of their son 36 years ago! Before she could. She lay there huddled in my arms, shakingand crying in a sort of mewling sound that went straight to my heart. Istroked her and held her while making soothing sounds. The police andthen the EMTs arrived and packaged up the man before taking him to thehospital.They tried to see if Cherub was hurt, but she clung to me screaminghysterically until they left her alone. I finally managed to calm herdown enough to get her dressed and we walked out into hallway. She waspale and seemed to be in shock,. "Mom!" After all, these -- " she cupped her boobies "-- these are now something to write home about." She began pulling on them. "Don't they just make you want to cuuuuum?" she sighed.David stopped trying to cover his crotch with his hands, then slowly was persuaded to spread his legs and pull, rub and pump at his penis as Lydia performed an erotic dance for him."I still like girls," David said pulling futilely at his groin."I'm sure you do, David." I still like girls, so that's proof that. Douche. Pardon if my name sounds a bit crass. The E stands for Edgaf by the way. I will be your concierge for today." The man, Dirt E. Douche introduced himself. Lisa frowned, she held suspicious that it wasn't his real name. His name sounded like a name for some pimp instead of a concierge of a reputable establishment.Well, a name is just a name, no need to put a label on someone just because of his name. Lisa brushed the matter about Dirt E. Douche name aside."Follow me, my ladies." the three.