Kandy led me to the back room that was lit only by candle-light and had soft music playing. She knew how to set the mood. After taking care of busines...s, she told me, “I’ll be right back. Get completely naked and lie face down on the bed, near the edge.” I complied and in a couple minutes Kandy returned with her oils and a small bag. She began like a regular massage, rubbing my shoulders and working down my back. She lingered as she worked on my ass, softly rubbing my cheeks and “accidently”. “Please call me, Debbie,” Gwyneth advised, before moving to the kitchen.As she busied herself, Evan, slowly moved toward her.“That’s a mighty fine garment you’re wearing,” Evan said, standing close to her.“Thank you,” she replied, “I’m particularly proud of the lacework,” Gwyneth concluded, patting the lace above her breasts.“Do yer mind if I touch it,” Evan asked.“No, not at all,” she replied.When Evan extended his soiled hand, Gwyneth almost gasped with excitement. After running his fingers. I was admiring her toned and sexy legs all the time and in between I starred at her newly developed tits. Rahul noticed the lust in my eyes for his girlfriend and being my best friend he knew that I had been craving for sex very badly. After we had few drinks, Rahul soflty asked me “Isn’t she sexy?” – to which I replied “Yes, very sexy”. Rahul responded back saying that she too likes you, to which I was surprised. “Really…” I said. Rahul said “’She likes your athletic physic and finds you. The American OSS came up with a neat trick when someone thought of that. Now, let's get back to the monastery." The monastery! Always monasteries" Georges grumbled. "What a place for a Parisian to hide out. The only singing is chanting and the only drink is water. And don not even get me started on the food mon vieux." Poor Georges," chuckled Duncan softly. "Perhaps we will run a mission to the Left Bank for you one evening."Heartened by the idea, Georges followed Duncan as the pair of.