Karl and Chris werent bashful and told different stories about being with girls, and even though I thought I would be embarrassed sharing my own stori...es I discovered I wasnt. Chris and Karl both seemed to enjoy the fact that I wasnt prudish about sex, and I talked more and more about things I had done and things I would be willing to do with the right guy one day. Chris and Karl did the same&hellip,and the sexual energy at our campsite just seemed to grow. I knew I was feeling sexy&hellip,and I. ’ I laughed at her expression. ‘Nah, for a big bloke he doesn’t eat that much, something to do with his metabolism.’ I was getting to like this woman, this Dianne. I couldn’t understand why her husband would want to go shag someone else if he had her. ‘It’s just about lunch time, what would you like?’ I asked as I stood to go. ‘What culinary masterpiece is on the menu?’ ‘Come with me and you can help.’ I led her into the kitchen. It was a proper commercial kitchen, part of the renovations that. A moment later the gates swung open, and feeling victorious I strode in. A butler met me at the door (a butler! - I’ve never actually seen a real life butler) and took me up a winding staircase to a lavish bathroom. ‘Everything you need to change into is here,’ he said, before making to leave.He stood for a moment at the door, regarding me. I locked eyes with him and slowly began taking off my belt. Only after I’d dropped my jeans and was easing my boxers down did he back out, but I caught him. The ones who already had jobs were not leaving unless they had another a job in hand. The ones without were in the same boat that I was in.It seemed to be a true blessing when I found a letter in my mailbox from a headhunting company that I had been in touch with. It was a firm offer to come to a town in the middle of the state of Kansas and apply to fill the position of city planner. It seems the town had been established by a man of great means to house his own labor force and all the people.