“I usually strip down to my boxers to avoid getting oil on my clothes, is that ok Mary?” I asked her as she lay there in a total state of relaxati...on. “That’s fine” she said cheerfully and I could see she was looking forward to her treat so I stripped down and stood at the bottom of the table looking up at her body, she had nice toned legs and a rounded bubble butt and I could see the hairy mound between her legs. I put some oil on my hands rubbing it in before running up and down Mary’s left. “The head chef at Renard’s got poached about a month back and they decided to promote from within.” He allowed a moment’s basking in pride.“Which makes you one of the youngest head chefs in the country.”“At what’s still a small restaurant.”“But making a name for itself,” Gavin reminded. “As are you. Fuck modesty, it doesn’t suit you—you’re far too much like me. Tell me, how does your dad feel about it all? Is he any more resigned to the fact that ickle Joshy isn’t going into the family. We started hiking there that very morning, and I planned to keep it up until the emergency was over. The advantage was that the bad guys would have to drive to the track in the dark. Just like we did. There was a good chance that the car lights would tip us off. Not that I expected any assassin worth his salt would be up that early in the morning. There was no advantage to doing the noon walk at the school. There would just be too much risk of collateral damage.We checked the national news and. A honeymoon, maybe? I wished there was a wedding album somewhere. I saw rings on our fingers. What had become of my wedding ring? The sky was getting dark earlier than I had expected. Then I remembered the trees and hills would block the sun sooner than the flat city sprawl I was used to. With a sigh, I set the book on the nightstand and lay down. The sheets smelled a little musty, but not too unpleasant, they would do. My body promised me that sleep wouldn’t wait long. ******* A cabin on the.