As they walked in the door to their room they noticed a not on the table. Cody grabbed the note from the table and began to read it out loud."Hey boys... hope you had a great day at school today. I'm sorry I wasn't able to be there but Mr. Moseby said he needed a last minute singer for on the S.S. Tipton this weekend. So you guys will be home alone all weekend. Feel free to finish the leftovers in the fridge or order room service. Also feel free to order a pay-per view movie. Have a fun weekend. Hugh tried to remember what it was like when he was running the company. All that came back to him were images of performance reviews, schedule slippage, resource constraints, angry and demanding customers. 'But I liked it once, didn't I? Why did I do it?'Hugh felt Mr. O'Neil squeeze his hand. Hugh looked at him and smiled, and was rewarded when Mr. O'Neil smiled back.'Maybe I just had to prove to myself that I could do it. But, now what do I do? What do I want to do? Should I be getting. Not even thinking about the woman in the room with her, Jessie reached under her shirt and roughly tugged at her pierced nipples. Her other hand pressed between her legs, attempting to pause this onslaught of desire so that she could collect her thoughts; formulate a plan.Deidre stood near her, a firm hand caressing Jessie’s generous backside, nearly causing her to convulse as one finger traced a light pattern down her crack and into the wet nexus between her legs.“You are so goddamned wet,. ‘You don’t think it’s too crazy?’ Peggy asked. Of course it’s crazy. It’s fucking wild crazy… but it’s hot, it’s so fucking hot. Come on Peggy, you know nobody fucks or sucks like you,’ Trevor replied. ‘So do you want to watch it?’ Peggy asked. ‘Yeah, fuck yeah. I wanta watch it. I wanta see you get fucked and sucked while I fuck and suck your brains out,’ Trevor answered before asking. ‘Why the wig and name change?’ ‘Remember our agreement. I don’t want my husband to find out. That would be.