.. that happened, and she loved it.After we were seated and given menus, with her next to me, she asked, “Are all of those people looking at me, Jef...rey?”It sounded like Marilyn Monroe was asking the question. I eloquently responded, “It wasn’t just the guys who were checking you out, Alex.”She gave me a toy slap on the shoulder. I leaned into her and we kissed, and I felt electricity throbbing through my veins.“Would you like to see me making out with another girl, Jeffrey?” she asked, putting. And it kind of bummed him out because he has had a major crush on you from the time he first met you.” I shook my head in utter amazement, my heartbeat going past the 100 b.p.m. mark. “Wait a sec...Fat Bud is GAY himself???? And HE has a crush on ME????” “Shhhh, not too loud...so, anyway, I told him we were partnered but that you had been a ‘good boy’ for a while and he could have you if he wanted.” “Really??” I felt my lips broadening greatly into a big smile. My big cock began to swell. “Yep. Swerving to miss the numerous potholes on the sand and dirt road, it entered the square spinning up plumes of sand. Getting out of the taxi Ray paid the driver, grabbed their bags, and made their way into the garden of sand. Stopping just inside, Ray and Bridget eyed the garden and its fruit trees growing around the edge of the whitewashed walls."How the hell can you grow fruit trees in sand?" Ray said nudging Bridget.Dropping their bags where they stood they, climbed the steps to the roof. As. At some point my tormentor returned, "Feeding time foxy!" she giggled. She wrinkled her nose, "oh foxykins you filthy beast you made a mess in your cage. You dirty animal! That means cleaning time."She skipped off back up the stairs, her actions parodying an innocent little girl when she was anything but. She returned with a large brute of a man, huge and muscular, dressed in overalls and the look of someone who spent a lot of time doing manual labour. His eyes held the same dark gleam as.