"Marjorie hurriedly dressed too. Once clothed, but still red-faced, I said out loud what I knew Marjorie was thinking "Where's that fuck-up, Tom?"Sinc... we had no idea what the extent of Tom's fuck-up was, we were quiet as we started an inspection of the house. The bedroom Marjorie and I had shared was on the first floor; we first went into the kitchen and found a note from Tom. "Me and Sam had ta go cause an emrgencie but the limo coming at 2 oclock." With all those mistakes and the scraggly. She invited me. We’ve been enjoying our time together.” I continued to smile but gave him “the eye.” He looked down and moved off.A couple came up and the wife asked, “How did you get to escort our girl this morning?” She asked it warmly with a bit of humor.I warmed up my look. “She asked me.” I grinned. “We were working together to find me a place to live and were talking. She asked about church and I asked for help. She was kind enough to ask me to be her guest this morning.”The man I figured. In six months, you'll get to be an Engineer again, to build something. Project planning will be over. Project Management has it all figured out.Five months pass.What do you mean there's no money left? you think. Where did it all go?You look around. Row after row of offices. Planners. Budget people. Managers. Project Managers. Directors. Where are the Engineers? What happened to our project?Oh, you're told, the customer cut back. It was getting too expensive. And by the way, you need to find. Suddenly, I could feel John’s finger pressing against my butt hole. It was scared me but then realizing what he was doing, I spread my legs a little.John was trying to spread my ass cheeks with his fingers, and when he pushed his finger into me, I squirmed a little. It felt good, it’s what I had wanted and when he looked up at me and asked, “Does that feel good,” I simply nodded.Sucking my cock again as he slowly moved his finger in and out of my tight little hole, I couldn’t help but squirm a.