“We’re taught so much about the British because we’re in the USA. But the slave trade in the Spanish new world was much bigger and more brutal o...erall - except in a few places.”“I gotcha.”“You know my undergrad degree is in Spanish, right?”“No, I had no idea.”“I taught Spanish for ten years before I moved to the administration side of things.”“That’s cool. I know you’re really into the exchange program. Did you study abroad?”“Yes, I spent a summer term in Haiti and a year in Spain.”“You know. Do you think I'm a good cocksucker Stan. I said you just sucked off a totally straight guy in less than 5 minutes yea you got some mad cock sucking skills k**. He smiled big and said thank you again. There was a long silence till Frank said are we still cool? I said we sure are b*o. Good he said I really need an outlet like you Stan he said. I go bananas when I get the urge to suck a cock and can't. It makes me take stupid chances on dating sites. If my regular didn't leave me I wouldn't have. Fred took out his cock and moved C’s hand over to stroke it. She did such a good job that soon he whispered in her ear that he didn’t want to come too soon. She went then from jacking him off to a gentle fondling. By now we were gathering a crowd. The large older man that had been observing us from a few rows down and across the aisle positioned himself directly in front of me. He was soon joined by a gent we’ll call Garcia in front of C and another to Garcia’s left. The row behind us filled up. Bodies milled about, some with bottles in hand, covered with cloaks. Others, preferring body heat, snuggled together on blankets. As the flames curled up into the night, I saw his eyes watching me, considering. We hadn’t spent any time together that day, and the night before had been so late when he arrived, that there hadn’t been much chance of anything. We had been lovers before this, or perhaps, friends with benefits, nothing too serious. The firelight made his features appear otherworldly,.