“Sounds fine to me,” I said. “Who wants to be my partner?”They all volunteered at the same time. I laughed, thinking of how much fun this coul... be. The guys introduced themselves. Their names were Steve, Brad, and Gary. “Hi guys, I’m Rey,” I said in return. I decided to take turns with them, and my first choice was Brad.Brad was my height, with blonde hair, blue eyes, and boyishly handsome in the eyes of this woman who was old enough to be his mother. Brad stood close to me when we weren’t. Hassan, astride his donkey, grinned at me as I pointed to the north and cried ‘Forwards!’Rollo, Mimi, Hassan, and two camel mounted Provincial Guards followed me towards the northern edge of Lake Timsah. The guards each led a camel, one bearing cooking and camping equipment and the other theodolites and marker poles.Lake Timsah was roughly triangular in shape, with the apex pointing south. It measured approximately half a mile at its widest part and was just over a mile long. There was a. No not the one that runs under the Christmas tree, unless your Christmas tree happens to be in a mall somewhere.The toy train was one that had an engine and ten cars. Each car was capable of carrying two kids. It was a fascinating thing only because it was the time of year when those things would be showing up in the common areas of the malls. So somebody would be out of his normal holiday job. Probably died or found himself in assisted living and the train was lost.The story I imagined was sad. “Go on, put your fingers around it and have a feel.”“Oh fuck,” I groaned when, after a brief hesitation I leaned forward and took that terrible thing in hand.“Stroke it,” the man whispered. “Wank that fucker. Feel how fucking stiff it is.”The second man hauled his cock into view, eyes flicking between my face, my bare pussy and my fist cranking at the first bloke’s cock. “You gonna suck it?” he asked.I glanced at him, unsure. That wasn’t the deal; in fact I shouldn’t have even been touching a.