Chapter 9

“Wow,” he said. “When did that happen?” He ran his fingers over my crotch.

“Last night. I decided that if I was gonna visit Rome, I’d do as the Romans do.”

“Looking good,” he said.

“You didn’t tell me that shaving would be an erotic experience.”

“Didn’t I?”

“No, and you haven’t kissed me yet, either.”

“We can remedy that,” he said, grabbing me in an embrace. We kissed for a while and things began to happen.

“Our hosts are waiting for us,” I said.

“We have what’s left of twenty minutes. Let’s try that bed.”

“You talked me into it.”

Afterward, we slipped on sandals and walked back outside. Bill gave us an appraising glance and said to his partner, “Told ya they were taking a sex break.”

“Did I argue with you?” Doug said.

“How did you know?” I said.

“A, it doesn’t take that long to undress,” Bill said. “B, I know Rion, and C, both of your flags are still flying at half-mast.”

“Yeah,” Doug said. “And D, there’s cum on Rion’s chin.”