There were guard towers at each corner. The walls were solid cement with a single gate. Soldiers were visible patrolling the top of the wall. It looke...d like a prison rather than a refugee camp.Van Wyck groaned upon seeing it. He could only imagine what kind of things went on inside that structure. He’d seen some pretty bad places, but none that looked so threatening even from a distance. He didn’t want to go inside, but he would out of duty.He asked, “What is that?”“What?”“That structure. After a couple more drinks I suggested we go upstairs. I knew Ronnie had quite a few guest rooms, and I assumed at least one room would be set to receive. Tanya had no objections, and when we went up, I turned to see Ronnie and Daniel looking at us and smiling.We found such a room and started kissing again. Now even more passionately. My dick became hard quite fast, and her hands travelled quickly in that direction. She was quite dominant sexually, but it was a fun change. I got out of my shirt. I sat in the back, in the cut, watching everyone converse, but half my attention was on some poetry I was writing. We were all waiting on the boss-lady herself, Maya Wilkes to arrive. Like normal, Maya was late. I excused it this time since there was a storm on Monday, but with her track record, she would have been late even if there hadn't been one. It was just another normal day at the Law Offices of Maya J. Wilkes. My brown eyes scanned the room as everyone was laughing and joking about our. .. ?"Josh came to. His mother was standing in the doorway, calling to him."Where were you?" she smiled."Uh... I... uh... thinking, I guess." C'mon... dinner's ready," she said, heading for the dining room.When Josh stood up to follow his mother, he was surprised to learn he had a hard-on, and he had to lag behind while shifting his cock. He wore baggy sport shorts, and a loose-fitting muscle sweater. It was difficult to hide a seven-inch hard-on in clothes like this.Dinner was uneventful, but.