We just got a flash alert. Something's happening. Nothing through on Bear Island Road," she said to the surprised guard.She was a good actress. I almo...st believed it. We roared off down the highway toward Lake Buena Vista.I sent the prepared message to the Secretary of Homeland Security's email account, via the back door in the White House's system, at 1009 hours. Out of a sense of caution, I would refrain from monitoring the latter for several weeks; they would doubtless be alert for any. Les followed me to the cabin. My cunt was getting so wet anticipating and fantasying about what might happen in the hours to come – the juices started flowing down my leg!We arrived at the cabin. I invited Les in with a sexual urgency. We were no sooner in the door than I turned to give him a very passionate, wet kiss. Our lips met as our tongues explored every part of our mouths, and as our hands were groping to feel every part of our bodies. Les lifted my skirt up to my waist, pushed me up. I followed Joy into the studio and there was a slim good looking guy a few years younger than me lying on the massage bed with a towel covering his loins. "Jim this John my husband. John this Jim - say hello" Jim sat up and we shook hands. "Jim would please show John the waxing job we've just completed" Jim dropped the towel to the floor displaying his semi hard uncut thick cock and tight ball sac. "Please raise your legs" Jim complied and I could see Joy had even waxed his bum hole. "John. Outside he heard his ex-wife Diane and her new husband Richard talking about a vacation they were taking in a couple of weeks. How could they talk so casually? He felt a pang of sadness when he heard they were going to Maui. Twelve years before, Mark and Diane had honeymooned there. But it was far too late to change anything now."Let's go Monica," Diane called out impatiently from the other room. "We haven't got forever. And you have a lot less time than that."Richard laughed at the crude joke..