My soft licks on her sensual boobs and on her earlobes were giving goose bumps all over her body.I made her sleep on the bed and slowly sensually kiss...ng down her body. My lips were feeling her navel and lower area. My fingers stopping by her already moist mound. I moved back my fingers and lips up her belly and up to her breasts. It wasn’t long before those supple touches turned to tender kisses.Her hands caressing my hairs and back making her intent clearer. I again started at her neck, moved. You could feel the tension. I even saw a couple boys unconsciously start to stroke themselves. Where the fuck was this going?I soon found out. Josh returned and led me away from the group. He said that he had a job for me."What job?" Some of the guys want to get to know you better."Fuck! Eventually, I learned that Josh had agreed with four guys that I would let them grope me. Josh said I didn't have to do it but this would help offset the cost of my hanging with them. I told him I was already. By the time we finished, we were over thirty minutes late for dinner.Dinner conversation focused on the results of the World Cup, which had opened in Chicago two days after I left for Japan. Brazil had defeated Italy 3-2 on penalty kicks to win the tournament. The US had been knocked out in the first knockout round, but the Swedes had made it to the semi-finals, and had won their game over Bulgaria to secure third place.I heard how Japan had failed to qualify in what Hideki called «ドーハの悲劇». Something stupid probably. I was drunk. Deal. But anyway, we keep chatting and we end up sort of hanging out for the rest of the night. About 3am, people start drifting off home. Just the core group of friends remain. "I'm going for a smoke," I tell the group and head outside for the millionth time that night.Now this bit's for all you voyeurs like me. One of the six bedrooms backed onto the tiny back yard. And the curtains were pretty flimsy. And the light was on. So I peeked in. And wouldn't.