That had to be planned. I got even more nervous when they got on both sides of me and took an arm each. I stopped them."No fair. I don't stand a chanc...e with both of you ganging up on me. All Tracy has to do is push a couple of my buttons, and I am a babbling fool and will do anything she wants. You, Miss Pam ... grrr ... if you keep teasing me, bad things are going to happen right here," I told them.They gave me their best innocent school girl look. I was so going to get into trouble with these. The model of the complex is only rudimentary – it was the project plan proposal model for building the complex.”“You’re making this harder than it has to be,” Dalton said.I shook my head and glanced at Jordan. “No, I have to do it right. Any kind of mistake might lose us the advantage. However, could a map act as the surrogate?”Dalton looked at me. “It wouldn’t have all the bits and pieces built in,” she said sarcastically.I nodded. “I know, but we could collect those. We’re only talking about. He said, "Let us return to Milan and bury them among friends. It is the better thing to do." He stopped for a moment. "Signor Charlie, you must lead us. Please take charge."Bobbi said, "Brother, we need you functioning. Tomas is right. Take us back to Milan. Please, Charles, Andrea, we need you."I looked at Andrea. I slowly stood. "We'll stay here for the rest of the night. In the morning, we fly back to Milan."We left in the morning. Tomas radioed, telling them what happened. Marco had two. And put his Rayban sunglasses on. What a beautiful sight. Apparently he had seen from the corner of his eye that I was looking him over, from top to bottom.He was about 35 years old I estimated. Much older than me, but my stiff cock in those thin Judo pants could not hide that he was exciting me. He laughed kindly when he walked past. I felt his eyes prick. He had a good view of my outstretched arse because I was slightly bent over to remove my bicycle key. "Hot arse," he sighed under his.