Not that we were absolutelychaste; as we ate showered, ate lunch, and went about ourday, we both engaged in quick gropes and playful double-entendres....Much of the afternoon was spent reading on thedeck. On your recommendation, I read "Vox," and you read mycopy of "Delta of Venus" by Anais Nin-I never leave homewithout it. Altogether, we go ourselves and each other veryturned on, so that as the afternoon progressed, it becameincreasingly difficult to hold out for our visit to ourneighbors.In. I was not to keen as I hate football and hanging around with my son and his three older mates is not high on the list of enjoyably thing to do.I put a brave face on thing’s when we arrived in the afternoon, booked in to the hotel for one night (single beds, one room) and off we went to meet up with his mates. I started to enjoy myself after a few ciders in the pub, plenty of singing and banter between the fans.I needed to go to the toilet and Nick’s friend John said he would come with me to. Her flannel shirt hung over her shorts and was untied and fastened with one button in the middle. She was standing behind Jennifer and pulled up her shirt to flash me her beaver. Her shorts were unbuttoned and pulled open. I could see the top of her black bush showing. Kelly was intoxicated but she was at the very happy drunk stage. She wasn’t sloppy drunk.Kelly started dancing with us. When the next song came on she shimmied a little and her shorts fell off. At the next verse, she unbuttoned. “Whacccccckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk”“Keraaaccckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk”“Thwacccccckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk” “Kerrrracccckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk”“Whaaaaaaacccckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk”“Swiiiisssssssssssssssshhhhhhhhhhh.