Mixed in with the jumble of diapers he found a fat wallet and a baggy with a handful of .38 ammo. His hands worked blindly reloading the .38 while he ...blinked away tears. What was left he put in his pocket, eleven rounds total, twenty-three for the now clean AR-15, and three for his pistol. The folded picture he put carefully in the now empty bag. He saved the wallet for last.When Tyler saw her mother's drivers license, she shouted and stabbed her teeny fingers at the picture. "Mama!" He took it. One couple had managed to get themselves locked into the basement as he was showing the other two the second floor, and he hadn't noticed until he had been getting ready to leave that their car was still parked behind his. After he noticed, it had only taken him thirty minutes to find them.Another couple had purposefully spilled water on the bathroom floor, then the woman had "slipped", supposedly hitting her head on the vanity. She hadn't realized the house had been set up for a virtual tour. Bret stared at the elder, his restraint more than apparent, while Karen's head was lowered, her eyes cast on the ground.Glancing at each with uncertainty, Jason and Linda moved beside Liz and Mona, who stood nearby, watching the confrontation."You're wrong," Bret said, his voice quavering as he tried to control his rising anger. "You're so wrong!" Damn you! I know what I saw!" Frank shouted, his fists clenched, knuckles glowing white. "I saw you yesterday. And I damn well know where you two. He was nice enough to offer me the one near the window. We both opted for upper birth.After we got all settled, we lay there not knowing what to do. Time passed,I was a bit tense at the beginning, but after a while, the memories of our past sexual intercourse started running through my mind and my cock was hard in no time. I wore a soft fabric short on top of my undies. I wanted it to be more pleasurable than the last time, if at all that was possible.After a short while, I guessed that he was.