The chefs had shown up and had begun cooking. All of thefood was Caribbean and African.I watched the waitresses go out to their respective tables. The...patrons were already loud and boisterous. At each table therewas a mix. Most of the tables had groups of men at them. a fewhad single men. Two of them had groups of women. There were somecouples and some foursomes here and there. I watched Tawny go toone table to take their drink orders. At the table there were 3couples. The black women leered at. ”“All hands on deck. Gloria, Sistine, Gathers and Gates. You.”“Preview?”“All I know is that ... package you sent in kicked off a ... commotion.” Carmen had started to say ‘panic’. Caught herself; she works for Gloria Allen. Panic is not in their DNA.“See you this afternoon.”I didn’t bother to pack, the Beverly Wilshire had my California wardrobe.Mitchum and his wife had sparkly polka dot glitter on their eyelids. She still wasn’t speaking. Fine.Carmen led me into what I now thought of as my. My host had put my clothes in a basket and placed it against the wall. With a deep breath I removed my shorts and the room erupted with shouts of glee. I was soon caught up in the excitement and thrill of standing there naked stroking my cock in front of over 20 people all fully dressed. I started jerking faster and pulling on my balls as I turned around to give everyone a good look. I was really going wild when the wife of my host walked up to whisper in my ear. She was a big breasted. “I agree,” Dan said, coming out from behind the locker of the changing room.She gave a little squeak of surprise before covering herself. “Who are—no, I know you.”“Yep, I’m the guy with the deadbeat dad. I was also accused of assaulting Carla.”“Carla? Oh, her.”He joined her on the bench, sitting so his legs straddled the sides like hers. “Do you know what I did to her.”“If you are trying to get me to confess that we got her to make it up, then you have it. Not like it matters.”“That’s not why I.