We can't do anything until Monday anyway."Greg and I grabbed our stuff and followed the girls ... and the cat, whatever his name was.Once we got every...hing into the house—why is it coming back from a vacation always involves what seems like more stuff than we started with?—we spent an hour or so continuing our conversation from dinner.Once Greg and Cindy went upstairs we looked at the pile of suitcases, camera bags, and backpacks and decided tomorrow was soon enough. That left our unexpected. "We'd need a lot of kitchen equipment, tables, benches, and cooking crews. I think there's simply too many families, too many people here to make it work. Also, the women prefer to cook for themselves. There'd be resentment." That means we have to protect their individual food stocks, or dispense it on a daily ration from secured locations. Would that be workable?" Mike wondered."It will take food lockers placed around the camp, enough to be within an easy walk for the area it serves, yet not. It was a new, butawesome feeling. I tumbled backwards and landed heavily on my back as my calves hit the sideof the bed. Andrew fell slightly to the side of me, but he quickly found hisplace again and pressed his tongue into my mouth. One of his hands left mytorso altogether and drifted south, cupping my hardening package and squeezingthe bulk sensually. I groaned into his kiss, which only encouraged his hand.His kneading increased until I knew that my hard cock had to be leaking a hellof a. ”The clicking from the winch stopped and they became aware of the boom swinging gently but menacingly around their heads. Freddie took the wheel while Sean wound in some sheet, and Mark and June watched Lara hoisting the jib. In a minute or two they were sailing slowly towards the resort of Marbella once more and the hot body they’d been talking about was back among them.“You saw that too didn’t you Mark?” Sean picked up the conversation again. “It’s not that one is right or wrong, it’s just.