"What is going on here?" he asked as he approached. It was not until then I learned Bobbie had called him while all the action was going on."Roberta, ...are you alright?" he demanded anxiously. She nodded wanly."Who are all these other people?" he demanded."These are our security people, just part of them," I told him. "Chuck, introduce your crew to Bobbie's uncle, Norman." Hi, Mister Brace," Chuck told him. These are the first team. My buddy Dave has the other six out on errands right now. You'll. I looked up at his face. It was flush. A drop of sweat traveled down the side of his head. He looked cute. I moved my left hand to the center of his chest and felt his heartbeat. My right hand sped up. I felt his pulse through the thick veins on his penis then the rush of semen. He came. Cameron groaned and panted on my lap. His hips stopped. We kissed. I traced the index finger of my right hand along the underside of Camerons shaft up to the tip where some cum pooled. I dabbed my index finger. From her intonation in French I detected a Swiss accent. The male had a gray military crew cut and was grizzled in a way that comes from a life in a lot of sun but the top of his head and the back of his neck were fair. His dark eyes looked hard and so did his hands but they lacked the calluses that come from farm work. The faded L.P.N. (Legio Patria Nostra) tattooed on his wrist above the stainless steel Rolex confirmed that he was Ex-Legion.I raised my glass in toast "Vive La France, Vive La. Ond day when it was just him and Tracy in the office she was flirtier with him than usual. He assumed it was because there wasn't anyone else for her to flirt with. It was mid day he noticed her blouse was more open than what the employee handbook says is okay. While discussing the new client's requests she dropped her pen on purpose and leaned forward for him to look down her blouse, pretending not to realize he could. Then she touched his arm while looking at something on his computer. James.