I offered Katie some General Tao's chicken and then Barb some Lo Mein before dishing some Beef Chop Suey onto my plate. After we had our plates full, ... offered them some diet coke, milk or water and they both went with water. We started eating, still in silence, as we were obviously all pretty hungry.I looked at the two ladies as they ate and saw that they both avoided eye contact with each other and with me. I took the opportunity to look at them more closely. Katie was a beautiful blonde with. So he drove, he didn't say much, which left me slightly uncomfortable, he just carried on driving five or 10 minutes out of town into the countryside and down a lane, he parked up turned the car off.Without saying a word he leaned over, undid my seatbelt and kissed me, pushing his hand up my t-shirt, groping my boobs, he was very keen, and I was nervous as hell.He was undoing his jeans as he grabbed at my boobs,kissing and sucking my nipples.Pushing his trousers down and told me to remove mine,. It was a three-hour journey, with Weymouth the very last station on the line. Metres further and you’d literally be in the sea. Harry and I counted down the stations and distracted ourselves with talk of the adventure to come. When we got there, that adventure was suddenly less exciting, as we discovered that the downside of backpacking is having to carry a bloody heavy backpack. Our bed-and-breakfast for the night was only a five-minute walk away, but I was glad it wasn’t further.The three of. During the day it was a popular picnic area, with tables and benches scattered amongst the deep bushes and trees. The parking area formed a large oval with a public toilet in the middle. Families would take picnics there, enjoying ball games or feeding the ducks in the nearby lake. During the evening, though, it took on a more sinister role. The toilets became a favourite pick up place for gays, and the car park became a rendezvous for perverts, peeping toms, and wife swappers. I'd heard about.