They look like young White men, no older than us. They found the suitcases under the tarp, but near as I can tell, only three of the suitcases are mis...sing where they cut the tiedown ropes.”“I’m sure they have guns - I have my two M-1s and two .45s in here.”“I have my two M-1s and my .45.”“How did they get here? Have you seen a vehicle?”“No, I parked out back, under the shade of that big oak, near those two storage sheds and walked over to check the doors of the shop. I saw this lock was open. If we ever go there together, you’re taking those pants off,” I told him. “I know they have topless beaches… I don’t know how many full-on nude ones they have.” “Oh, they have them.” Ben just lay on the beach blanket, propped up on his elbow, looking at me. “So what if you were in Europe and you saw someone you knew, like that really hot teacher from your senior year of high school? What if you were both vacationing in the Mediterranean, and you ran into him there, what would you do?” he. Yes, I had a type, I discovered after a week or two.Number Three: She liked to relax with a glass of wine and music after work or read from her kindle. Once or twice I’d even caught her smoking marijuana. Neither to excess. Not sure what her musical or reading tastes were. Yet. She took care of herself. Although she favored take out, I rarely saw her eating junk and never fast food. Health conscious, obviously. As stated above, she belonged to a gym.Three weeks into my observations I began. There was a throbbing stiffness in my boilersuit that was hard to hide. The more my stiffness grabbed my attention, the more I thought of My Jane.Jane:I worked hard for a couple of hours on autopilot, thinking about My John. I wanted to feel those hands on my body. My wetness would not go away. I could feel it now on my thighs inside my suit. A tap on my shoulder.“Come. You have been selected for breeding duty”.I left my station and followed the guard.John:My stiffness was very hard now, almost.