Soon the door opened and the six friends looked up at the austere figure standing there wearing a long brown,wool habit with a thick strap around his ...aist."Stand up!" the Monk ordered. The six friends stood up and the Monk examined each one of them with a glare that made them all feel uneasy. "Now,follow me boys and girls," the monk said before shuffling off down the corridor.Paul noticed the MOnk was wearing sandals and wondered was he not cold in this weather.The friends remained quiet as. A buff Hispanic man saw us and danced his way up in front of her. I could feel her pushing back against me, as if to try and escape him just a bit more, so I shot him a fierce glare. He raised an eyebrow, said something in Spanish that I didnt understand, and left. I learned forward, my nipples digging into her back, my breasts squishing, my breath hot on her neck and I whispered, No worries. Youre all mine tonight. As soon as those words left my lips, I felt her body shudder. We danced like. Tell you what - I’ll just cut those panties off you and give you a bit of a wash off down there - it’s bad enough you being scared, and all, without being embarrassed by the state of your underwear, isn’t it? Don’t worry, I ‘m qualified in combat first aid and I’ve seen more than my share of ladies’ anatomy - I’m not at all pervy - not like many of my associates…… I hope the superheated steam hose isn’t uncomfortably hot………..You must understand that we gentlemen working in the British. The suited man flexes his hands after putting down the crow bar and looks my way. Our eyes meet and he smiles. I can’t help but looking him over. He catches me doing it and smiles wider, but I also catch him putting his chest out and, almost imperceptibly, pulling in what little gut he has. Bill shuts down the machine. Frank walks over and shakes the suited man’s hand. ‘You think that’ll do it?’ ‘I know it will.’ ‘How do you know it?’ ‘Because I designed this thing and I designed it wrong. My.