. you know... I've never smelt it before."I inhaled deeply, enjoying the pungent, biting odour of our sexual expression which was starting to fill the... room. "For me, this unique smell is a significant part of what I enjoy about intimacy with other men. It's deeply masculine but also powerfully erotic."He sniffed the air again, this time more appreciatively."Yeah, I think I get it," he announced. I doubted he did. "It's the smell of one bloke knobbing another bloke's arse – it's totally. It sucks, but it’s something I have to deal with,” I sighed.“Steve Adams, each of the past two nights you were wildly fucked by two hot girls. Quit being so morose about it!” Jennifer said sharply.“I know, but answer this for me Jennifer - can you be with me, just you and I, to make love, or do you need Josie there too. Be honest, please.”Jennifer was quiet for a moment then sighed, “As much as it pains me to say it, I need Josie there.”And that answered the question that I had in my mind and. "Hey, give me that," she demanded, reaching her hand out to the best man. "Michelle's gonna be less pissed about you having a black eye in some pictures than she'll be about her future husband showing up to his own wedding drunk. Trust me." You want some of this?" Mark slurred cockily, putting flask to mouth. "Hey Liv, how come you never left town like I did? I thought you were smart, gonna go to a fancy college or something," he said as he smacked his lips."Liv's like me," Cal interrupted,. "Right you are good sir, but anAgency member never reveals their true names now unless requested whatmight your names be?" Chloe whispered to the both of them, again tryingnot to draw attention."You may call me Mr. X," the tall cloaked guy responded and extending ahand towards the stout one as he was eating another chicken leg, "and hecan be called Morton Renard for the sake of simplicity." Morton thennodded in agreement, muttering, "Indeed," as he resumed eating. Ohgreat, Chloe thought, so one.