They were gathered in the operations center, a large room with only a set of lockers and a whiteboard. The men were dressed in thick, winter camouflag... and were itching to add a silver notch to their belts. "The head honcho is doubling the reward for this little bitch. $200,000 for her and $50,000 for the boy in gold. That'll buy one of you assholes a nice weekend in Vegas." The men chuckled.The group assembled before him represented the cream of Max's army. Most had military or law enforcement. I agreed, and we quickly slipped into the men's and into one of the booths. Margie was giggling excitedly as we dashed in and closed the door. I immediately turned to her and reaching up under the short skirt that she wore, I pulled her panties down around her knees and began feeling her cunt. Margie bent down and pulled her panties right the way off, one leg at a time. I took her panties from her and stuffed them into the pocket of my shorts, and then started kissing her, at the same time. So gave up on that and confined myself to blowjobs both giving and receiving on my late night forays.The first experience and the shemale all those years later had the touch I guess, either that or they would not be denied access to what they wanted. Looking back can think of three instances where offering myself up would have been the appropriate thing to do. Once was in D.C. with a very sophisticated guy. I was very coy that night due to a bad experience a couple weeks before. Should have. ‘They appear fine, so ice them down now son.’ ‘On it now Pop’ He left Jack to ice his hands and change into his street clothes. Gary then went about gathering all the boxing gear. There was a loud knock at the door. Gary Finnegan opened the door to see his son Billy and Cathy Reilly standing outside. ‘Hey Dad, we just wanted to come by and congratulate you and Jack on the win tonight. You really gave it to my client’ ‘Thanks Billy. Listen it’s probably not the best time right now. I need to.