Who's up at...ten in the morning?" He squinted at the alarm clock and thought that he might as well get up early. He could feel a strange sensation ab...out his ass, and when he reached a hand back there, he realized immediately that someone's--ahem--seminal fluid had stained his buttocks. "One of those nights," he muttered to himself, dabbing his posterior with his fingers.After what seemed like ages of protracted struggling, Cielo managed to sit up on the edge of his bed, his legs spread and his. I sighed and went for another beer. Life was hard.Three days later I was called for my first interview. It was a villa rental business, and very swanky one based in a small village up in the mountains. It looked like it hadn’t changed in the last hundred years, but everyone living on the island knew that there was real money on the hills and valleys surrounding the village.The office was on the bottom floor of a building that was attached to a tobacconist and a small cafe. I went inside and the. . ?"Can we get comfortable, Darling?" Sara questioned their host, leaning down to kiss him on the mouth once more."Naturally... go ahead..."Gil watched them traipse off. The movements of Randi's buttocks beneath the tiny, snug skirt spurting his cock into a length of solid flesh. He tore his eyes from her and stared at Jenkins."What the hell's next?" he gasped."What would you think?" Darrel Jenkins answered, seemingly delighted with his little show. The maid came in then and said she was. He and Jackie had been spending most evenings talking, playing cards and watching T.V. together. Josh said that she was a little lonely without me."Ray there is a play opening Friday night and an opening night party after wards. I would like to ask Jackie to go but I wanted to check with you first. What do you think?" Sure Josh, if she wants to go. I don't have a problem with her going anywhere with you." Thanks Ray, Jackie is one of the few people that I can talk to. Her company is always a.