She heard her husband stiring, they had a brief chat before he told her he was going for a swim. No sooner had he gotten into the water than the pool ...aiter approached Lisa. He positioned himself in such a way that it looked like he was taking a drinks order, at least this is what her husband thought, really he had taken an ice cube and slipped it inside her bikini bottoms, he then moved his hand over the top of her bikini until he slipped the cube inside her pussy. Lisa had to keep a straight. “Time for us both to fill you up.” Goatee grabbed the blanket and folded it on the floor as Sharon wiped the cum off her face with the corner of her blouse. “Can I get undressed now?” she asked the adoring crowd of men. “I prefer to fuck naked.”“It’s called a gathering for a reason,” one of them said “It’s not just a meeting of like minds, we like to gather up clothes.”“I don’t care,” a burly bloke with a disproportionately small cock said, “Let her strip off, we don’t want her pulling the pin. . ?”“Oh. Well. We girls all had a crush on Pete from the age of 11. Well, we all said we did, except Ann. She always insisted that Pete was her best friend, that if they ever got together as boyfriend/girlfriend it would put a strain on their friendship, which she valued above all else. Besides, Pete always had a crush on April Dunlough from the Lighthouse Cottage. I still can’t get over how nice April was, letting me shop for clothes on her account, I’d never spoken to her before I knew Ann. I didn’t often get to work with the third shift nurses, but the early hours of the day are usually quiet and pleasant. Today there were quite a few patients in rooms, but nothing that spelled out a crazy shift. One thing most people don’t seem to understand is that the Emergency department is a very difficult place to keep organized. Most of the time is spent reacting to the types of patients that show up at our door. I’m not complaining here, I just wish every day could be more structured..