And the more hairy you are—the worse you itch. Braxton, by now, indeed had a look of shock on his face, and standing motionless now, as the three o...f us, myself and Kelso and Patroni turned our attention, and begin to piss down Braxton real good. As we exited the shower, and headed for the benches to change back into our civies, (civilian clothes), some wrapped in their towels, others, like me , not—I asked Braxton if he had a quarter. “Ya, sure” he replied, and started fishing in his jeans.. My wife invited Ed to dance to some nice slow enticing music that was playing and their nearness made me as horny as I had ever been. Their anxiety was no less evident! This quickly led to Ed’s hands finding themselves placed firmly against my wife’s bottom as he pulled her tightly into his groin! There was no resistance by my wife as her hands found their way around his bottom and eventually to his manhood. After getting the clue that he was receptive we made our way back to our hotel !Oh, how. She used to tell me wherever they went Hosur lake etc. Swati and myself had late night talks about the chores she and me did the whole day and I was happy that she found some one to spend time with. Don’t know what it was but she never shared her pics with me. No matter how many times I asked her about it.Actual story begins here – I once called her up and asked where was she said she was in the company bus then I told her that I would also be like to show her around buy her pastries have. No homeless lurked in the alleys, or thugs prowled the night within blocks of Faust Tower. A preternatural stillness gripped the city.Father Augustine's instincts twinged. Something had driven away the homeless and the criminals. Not the cops. They rarely could be this effective. Fear laced the air. The priest's forehead furrowed.The feminine voice soothed away his concerns. Do not worry. Just follow my commands, and I shall continue to bless you."I will." Will what, Father?" asked.