The week at work had been manic and I was looking forward to getting home and sipping my wine on the verandah and having some “me time”. Inside the ...iquor store I found a bottle of crisp white wine in the fridge. It was beautifully chilled and on a whim, I grabbed two bottles. I was walking to the checkout and digging in my purse when I literally bumped into Jason.Jason is a young guy (he must be in his mid-twenties) who Jay and I had met socially before. He had been to our house a couple of. “Chloe, c’mon. I know it sounds lame, but I need any advantage I can get. This game means a lot to me!” I said, almost panicked. Not that I didn’t want her to rock my world, I just didn’t want to give myself any excuses if we ended up losing the game.“I know, that’s why I took away your hand.”“What? What do you mean?”“Just because you can’t have an orgasm, doesn’t mean I can’t.” She rolled over to the side of the bed and reached in to her nightstand. Out came a long, pink dildo and a bottle of. The girl didn’t seem to care. She’d shag him regardless.“What were the names he gave?” Malik asked.“Phony obviously.” Ahmed replied, “I have a theory that this guy eloped with his niece and is here on the run after getting beaten for stealing her.”Malik could not control himself anymore. He had to have that girl, his cock was beginning to pain. He stood up, barking orders, “Back this up. Make several copies. I’m going to bathroom. When I come back, I’ll need the video in a USB.”“But why?” Ahmed. Jenny was a short white girl in her early twenties. She was a little chunky, which Brad liked and she was into the goth scene so she often wore black lipstick and black eyeshadow to accent her jet black hair. Ben was in his late twenties and was generally a timid guy until he got drunk and wasn’t much taller than his wife. He was a pretty average white guy visually. Brad wasn’t very tall either, only about 5’9” or so but with a pretty dark complexion and he was in good shape. Brad told me that.