"Maybe when I've calmed down, you can explain. Right now I'm not in a very good mood. Please go before I do something we may both regret. You need to ...find someplace else to stay. You've broken our vows, lied to me, and who knows what else. Get the fuck out of this house."His eyes were beginning to redden, tears taking root."But, John," her eyes red with tears, she placed her hands on his thigh hoping they could discuss it more.John grabbed her hands and removed them from his body. His demeanor. " Well, if we decide we want you, you can come earlier and shave, it looks and feels better, but for now a few days stubble won't hurt. Let's see? No, that's fine. Hmm, you look kinda small, are you sure it was your cock in those photos?" Yeah, it's mine, it grows quite a bit when erect." We'd better test that theory." Vanessa got down on her knees, already naked.Her husband was filming, also naked, though unsurprisingly I hadn't noticed him getting undressed since all my attention had been. ’ She pressed a buzzer and a porter appeared and went off with Mark’s luggage. Mark stood impatiently waiting for Jenny’s shift to end. A girl came in, smiled at Jenny and asked, ‘Are you all right, Jenny, you look very pale?’ ‘I’ll be all right, this is Mr. Philips, he’ll be back shortly.’ She led the way out of the hotel, across the road and into a small coffee shop. They ordered their coffee and sat. ‘I think you can drop the Mr. Philips now, Jenny, your not at work.’ ‘All right Mark, what. I rarely was surprised by what was in handbags by now and the large dildo and vibrator in latex looking exactly like two big penises Didn,t really surprise me as I thanked the blonde lady. “You don,t sound very British to me.” She commented on my very american midwestern accent. “No ma,am USA born and raised.” I replied. “ Of Course She had to know where I was from and why I was working in London so I explained about British wife Sarah and briefly how I ended up in London which she seemed.