‘Hi,’ she said. I looked up. She was leaning onto the information desk at the record and book store where I worked, and she smiled the perfect smi...le that beautiful women do so well. Though it was late and I was a bit tired, I immediately slipped into ‘helpful employee’ mode (trying not to enter ‘helpful employee staring at gorgeous babe’ mode, at least not yet). Fumbling a smile, I stood up from where I’d been hunting for a pen under the table, and tried to look helpful. ‘What’s your name?’ she. Charles Ector was married and his wife was at their estate in the country while he conducted business in the city. She fled the country in disgrace, pregnant and heartbroken that she had been used and discarded.She returned to Oregon in the United States and had her child, raising him alone until she died his senior year in High School, the equivalent of 6th Form in England. Her child had a hard time of it, growing up and going to exclusive schools. That he had no father was common knowledge. As he reached over, his huge hard-on was just inchesaway from the man. That’s when the man looked at methen looked up at Jake’s crotch and placed his handover Jake’s snake, gently squeezing him once. I saw thelook on the man’s face as his hand squeezed Jake’scock.Jake sat down again next to the guy and leaned backagainst the edge of the hot tub and relaxed. Eventhough I was occupied with my guy, I noticed that theman had pulled Jake’s huge dick out from under. This was perfect as I hadn’t been able to focus on music for almost two weeks. Music such as I was playing and singing was the perfect tranquilizer.We didn’t land until ten PM local time, but we were greeted by many of our friends and a large bus. We quickly transferred the car seats along with the luggage, and left for the patio. Almost all our friends were there to greet us. They didn’t have a big meal for us, but an assortment of cold and warm snacks. Steve and I enjoyed a beer from the keg.