Here, they met the other mercenaries who had already joined the ranks. There were one thousand armed men present, with scores of auxiliaries, like bla...ksmiths, traders, whores, and beggars who would do whatever chores were asked of them.An empty storage house for codfish was assigned to them, and they made themselves comfortable as best they could. Food was free and ample, part of the costs the city had agreed to bear. They also received payment once a week, and Gernot warned Joerg not to spend. It had all started rather innocently when on our first anniversary my wife had written me a note which said she wanted to have me lick her someday on the beach. A few weeks later we went to Malibu and as we were walking along the beach at night I pulled the note out of my pocket and handed it to her.Hand in hand we walked to a little cove and I knelt on the sand. Not even caring that the knees of my slacks were getting dirty, I lifted up her skirt and pulled her panties to the side. Then hands. She snuggled up to me as I lay on my back, and then turned, so her right thigh was across my pelvis, and she gave me another brief, but sweet and soft kiss. My tool had already responded to the intimacy, and we both felt it pushing against her right hip. "Your body's talking to me again," Karla said, with a little smile, "but this time, I think the conversation might be more interesting."I reached down and adjusted my rigid dick, so it wasn't poking Karla's hip, and I said, "We'll get back to. “These’ll be far too large for you, but they’ll cover you for now, and I’ll see about getting clothes that fit. But you can alter them for now. If you want to go naked ... I’d be a fool to complain...” he laughed, “but I’d like you to have something to cover up with in case we have visitors.” Further along, he opened another door to a small room with a single bed. “This’ll be yours, Sally.”“My own room?”“Of course.”She didn’t respond to that. “Where’s the sewing machine, sir?”“There’s a small.