She gave me a brief, somewhat confused grin. "Thanks forwalking me to my car, James." No problem," I replied, more confused than ever.***Walking back ...to the campus my mind pondered all of the bizarre events ofthe past few days. Either the world had gone mad, or I had. I was leaningtowards the latter, primarily because it was easier to explain a worldwhere my brain had gone haywire than it was to describe a world where thelaws of physics had broken apart.I was so deep in thought that I didn't. "You're getting busy." Not at all," he answered. He turned to another man who had just entered the room and waved an introduction, "Devin, meet Rebecca. Rebecca, this is Devin, my partner." How do you do?" Partner? Shucks. That squashed the vague thought in my head that Robert might be a romance in the making. That, and my reflection in the mirror behind the bar. I looked old. Devin was nearly as good looking as Robert, although not so rugged in appearance. His hands were soft as a. I then introduced Catherine and again, most of our guests knew her from her golfing exploits. I was told more than once that I had chosen my staff well, even if I did have to marry one of them.I had planned to include myself in one of the media foursomes but the demand was greater than the room, so I played both days with the suppliers. I was glad I did in the end. I got to know the people who would be important to the success of Bending Willows and I think I made some new friends. They were. I knew that I needed to apologize and talk to Judy.Again, I was conflicted as I walked towards her room. I knew it was very wrong of me to jack off thinking of her. Again, the image of her staring at me as I came made my cock flex hard in my shorts. There was no denying how aroused I was from her watching me cum.I got to her bedroom door and stood there, hesitating, trying to decide what I should say."Ooooh, Tom. Yes. It feels so good. Tom. Mmmm," I heard through the door as my cock flexed.