She followed the lessons she had learned from her Uncle Jimmy, who had been in military service and she looked for the tools of survival and kept cons...tant lookout for any and all dangers around her. She followed his advice of not trusting anything or anybody until she knew that they were completely reliable. It was second nature for her to follow his instructions given on many hunting trips to scan the terrain nearest her first, then the slightly distant areas and finally the regions furthest. Some form of alarm. Her inflection on the 'my' in her last statement didn't sound right. What the hell did she mean by that? I didn't have time to delve into it at work. Maybe tonight at home.When I got home I was greeted to an empty house and another note on the table.Honey.Harry wants to do another show and then some gambling. He asked me to go again. I called mom and she's fine keeping the girls for another night.So we're doing the ten o'clock show at Belagio and then I'll watch him gamble. I knew Chelsea wanted to see how far she'd go too. I asked Samantha "are you ready for Michael to come back in?". Samantha took a deep breath, and said "fuck it, let's do it". I playfully squeezed her boob as I went to let Michael know we were ready. I could see that Samantha was both nervous and excited about being seen by him."Michael, we're ready... are you ready?" I asked as I stepped out on the balcony. "I can't wait!.... are we all going to fuck?" he asked, which took me by surprise. I. It's not long before I know it's gone beyond simple arousal and I am needing some kind of relief. Without looking from the screen, her curves drawing my full attention, I undo my zipper. My erection springing free, it nods to the screen as if in greeting at seeing an old familiar friend once more. Pulling the top drawer open to the fullest I reach to the back under a stack of unused envelopes and pull out a condom. (So much easier for cleaning up.) Slipping one on I settle back, slowly sliding.