She’s more of a dancer than I am. I tolerate it, because she’s really pretty good, and she’s certainly fun to hold. Not exactly shy, either; you...can have a lot of fun on the dance floor with someone who looks like Sherry and dances the way she does. I had, and it looked like someone else was now experiencing that fun too. I grinned and went back out on the deck.I glanced at the sleeper as I handed her the glass of whiskey, but he was still out of it. She saw the movement of my head, and guessed. “Ouch,” I used some words I wouldn’t want my kids to hear ... like Motherfucker and Ow, God Damn Son of a Bitch and a few others I’d learned from Scottie the engineer when the wrench slipped and he banged the sharp part of the Atlas-Imperial Diesel. Then a few more while he was fishing that same wrench out from under the diesel engine. They were in French and Vietnamese and had a lot to do with mothers, fathers, sisters and excrement ... and goats and water buffalo.“What?” I asked.Scottie. We met up in the local park and drove off in her car to gorleston seafront, a few miles down the road. As we made our way down the promenade we found an old fashioned shelter to sit under sat there talking for a while, inevitably with us it didn't take long for things to hot up and before long we were sat there side by side with her having undone my jean buttons and taken my cock out, as we sat there she slowly began to wank me off, the excitement of this meeting was intensified by the fact it. And a third time. At that point I gasped out a subdued, “Wow!”“I guess so!” she answered with a giggle. “Is this the plan for the entire time you’re here? Room service, three meals a day?”“Wow!” I repeated.“Okay, that counted as a wow. Think we can keep the wow going the rest of the week?”“A man needs a goal.” I rolled over and smiled at her. “Twenty years from now, when we’re trying to fool around and keep the kids from catching us, are we going to still be able to do a wow?”Kelly started.