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“Seriously, though, is there anything else you’d like me to do in between checkouts?”

“You can help us keep an eye on Frank and Trudy’s place.”

“Yes, that sounds fine. I can clean the hummingbird feeder and put fresh food in it. Anything else?”

Joel stared at me for a few moments and honestly, if he’d asked me to suck his dick, I wouldn’t have hesitated.

“Would you be interested in putting together some welcome gift bags for the guests that attend the private parties we have at Equinox?”

“Yeah, I can definitely do that.”

“That would be a huge help. Usually Tristen and I run out of time and have one of our admins do it. However, if you wouldn’t mind helping instead, we can bring the items by later today. I must warn you, though, it’s very adult oriented. Will that be an issue?”

I laughed because I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. For one, nothing adult oriented would ever be an issue and two, Joel hosted adult parties at Equinox. The images my mind was already creating were plentiful.

“Joel, nothing adult oriented will ever be an issue,” I replied.

“Good. Tristen and I will bring the stuff by later today.”

12

CASH

The rest of the afternoon should have been spent with me packing and moving the stuff over to my cabin. Instead, I watched porn on my phone, jacked off, and drew some filthy sketches. I sketched Joel and Tristen sitting on the railing of a deck, each sporting major wood. With my colored pencils, I filled in Tristen’s blue eyes and Joel’s gray eyes.

When I heard a car pull up to the cabin, I looked up from the sketchbook at the sound of two car doors shutting. I’d been so immersed in the drawings that I hadn’t noticed the sun was starting to set. I felt my heart rate begin to pound when I heard two voices approach the door. It was Joel and Tristen.

“Fuck,” I said under my breath as one of them knocked on the door. I dropped my pencil and went to the door.

“Hey,” I said casually when I opened the door. The two six-foot-fuck-me-three Silver Fox Daddies stood there looking like they could appear on some porn series. They were both in jeans and dark t-shirts, and the sunset in the background made it looklike a scene for some older sexy neighbor adult series on some subscription network.

“We brought the stuff for you to assemble the guest bags,” Joel said.

“But we also came to help you move over to your new place,” Tristen added.

“Oh, uh, I really don’t have much,” I said as they stepped inside. I quickly scanned the living room, suddenly ashamed that I hadn’t packed my stuff up and moved this afternoon. “I can get the stuff packed up.”

“You said you didn’t have a lot of stuff, right?” Tristen asked.

“Right. Just two bags upstairs and a bag that I need to put stuff in down here.”

“Then the three of us will make an easy task out of it.”

The three of us.

I loved the way that sounded. I would hold onto that phrase just as it rolled off Joel’s tongue forever.

“Okay, thank you.”

“Come on; you and I can take the upstairs, and Joel can handle the downstairs,” Tristen said.

Following Tristen upstairs relaxed me a little because staring at his ass was an excellent distraction. The visual enjoyment turned to total embarrassment, though, when we stepped into my room, and I realized the nightstand still had a bunch of scattered tissue I’d jizzed on. I saw the light blue lid to the lube as it contrasted wildly against the white sheets. Buried under the tissues was a tube of lube that was missing the cap.

“Fuck!” I blurted out and hurried around the bed to get to the nightstand quickly.

I gathered the evidence of what I’d clearly been up to today and hurried into the bathroom with it. After I tossed the tissues in the trash I went to the counter and tried to screw the cap backon. My hands were shaking from being so embarrassed that it made it nearly impossible for me to get the stupid cap back on.

“Relax, Cash. You’re not shocking me or showing me anything I haven’t seen.”