Perhaps the warning Carl had deliveredwould keep him away from me - he needed to move on.With coffee drunk I excused myself back into the office to ch...ange fromuniform into my leathers, with Tammie watching closely, fascinated bytheir weight and texture not to mention the way I shimmied into theclose fitting trousers."And I'll need to get some like that before I can ride with you?" It's much safer if you do." You look really hot in them," she said, running her hands over my bum,again stepping. I was embarrassed over the truth question so I went with, 'Dare.'"Go ahead and take your clothes off and masturbate for us, right now." What? Oh, come on, you're kidding." No, we aren't, we want to see you naked," Debra said."But, I'd have to ... you're really kidding me aren't you, both of you?" Take your clothes off and do it, Brad, come on we want to see you jack-off," Tina pushed."But we could get in trouble," I pleaded not knowing anything else to say."What if we do it, too?"I already had. ‘How’s the Red Mountain doing? Your people still coughing up ash?’ ‘How’s your fight for independence doing? Your people still taking it up the arse from the Empire?’ So thoroughly her instant and sharp repeat dumbfounded him that the storm of his anger rose only long moments later. But eventually it rose, and fierce. To be ridiculed in front of his companions by a foreigner, a woman no less! He jumped up, the furcate vein on his forehead visible. Behind him his chair tilted over and thumped. The "Luxury Hotel" was a concrete box, crumbling away at the corners. It had partitions for the rooms, and the local "Hot" night action, consisted mainly of "exciting" folk dancing. Not exactly what we'd had in mind. Here we were, looking to score and all we were doing was the do-si-do.! Our only alternative was to hang out at the hotel bar, where we were at least able to pay for sex. It was better than going home, and saying that we hadn't been laid the entire trip. After a few nights sampling.