Two of our men spoke the language of the Gauls and pretended to be drunk. As they wandered to camp as if having completed their duty. The rest of us c...ircled around. I had my bow out at this time to make sure we were not discovered until it was too late.The two drunks took out one guard and I had to use an arrow on the other. The camp remained quiet as one man thrashed on the ground and our own men hurried into position.Armour was a hindrance now but we tried to walk through the camp taking out. I felt a comb of some sort raking through my trimmed pubic, parting it away from my swelling pleasure bud. My breathing grew shallow and ragged. He explained that cancers often hid from view in a person’s pubic and despite my personal grooming, he was committed to a thorough examination. I blew a deep breathe toward the ceiling.His fingers tugged at my outer lips, pulling at my opening, and I felt his index finger glide between my outer lips and across the hood of my clitoris; I tried to resist. Caroline had her arms around Mike and was busy swapping tongues with him. Mike had his hand inside Caroline's blouse and he was fondling her breasts and Caroline's hand was tugging at his zipper. I was just a little shocked and stunned to see my son and my best friend getting sexual with each other. I sat there in rapt fascination and watched as Caroline worked Mike's cock out of his pants and started stroking it.I was so caught up in watching what was going on in back that I didn't notice when. I let the guy at the counter know I was there. I asked if he would have my clubs brought out and put on a cart. I told him I would be in the restaurant having breakfast.I had just finished eating when Gary walked in. Bob was right behind him. I asked if they knew each other and they did. They had just sat down when Jim came in. I introduced Bob and Jim. No one else ate and we finished our coffee. We headed to the driving range to warm up.Jim and I rode together. We teed off right on time. Again.