The sun was behind the trees.Lee looked around and tried not to jump at every sound coming from the wood."There is no Yogi Bear," she said to herself ...gain and stirred dinner. What if he got hurt? Broke a leg? Encountered a bear himself? No, she told herself silently. If anyone could handle an emergency, it's Jay.The wind blew cooler now. The shadows grew longer. The night animals were awake now. Somewhere an owl greeted the night. Looking up, Lee could see a few bats diving for dinner, or was. Andy’s face was a picture of shock and surprise.“Bloody hell girl, I could see your cunt.” He said.“And now you’ve told the whole world; well done mate. Sorry about that Lolita.”“That’s okay; they’d have seen me when I get up to leave anyway.”“And that doesn’t bother you?”“Hell no; this is Ibiza, I’m young and I’m not ashamed of my body so why not?”“Why not indeed; and you make a lot of men happy by dressing like that.” Mick said.The rest of the waiting for the meal and eating it was spent with. The best thing? He was wearing a kilt. I don't know why but that turns me on big time. I had to find out if he was sticking with tradition and going commando under his tartan. After a couple of drinks I plucked up the courage to go over and ask him. 'Why don't you find out for yourself?' he asked in his gentle brogue. His accent got me horny and that was all the invitation I needed. I reached down and let my hand snake up his thigh until I found his manhood. Yes! Definitely a true Scot. He gave. We reach the hotel in the next hour and go into the lobby, the sardar I met his name was BOBBY and his friend called his name and I saw there, his friend was handsome also, had a big turban on and was dressed very sharply also, he introduced himself to me as RATTAN he looks to me around 25, I say hi and both of them smile at me, I inform them at the reception that I m having both these guys staying in the room for tonight, the guy at the reception smiles at me also, he was a sardar also. I ask.