We left Paul’s mansion but never made it back to the May’s house.My phone rang. It was Mitch. “Mitch, I told you Fran and I only have a few days...to enjoy our boyfriend ... We had plans for the nude beach ... Seriously? ... He might like that. I will disconnect and call you back in a few minutes.”Fran asked, “What the fuck what that all about?”“Rick, that was Mitch, the owner of RITC. He has the cruise line contract for the nude beach tour and he just found out that his tour guides are unable to. ”“Is Special Agent Anderson stationed at the Federal Law Enforcement Training Center? I met a Michelle Anderson a few years back while I was there helping them analyze which close quarter combat techniques that they wanted to standardize on.” Sean mentioned the full name of the facility because he could see that Amanda was confused about the acronym ‘FLETC’ which Kirby had used earlier. “I believe she was with I.C.E., but we only chatted briefly over dinner one night so I might be. Four of the other males were agreeable to meet at eight o'clock that night, but Chase and the other male joined the four females in refusing to come to the center of town. I appealed to the only female I knew. Angie was the girl I'd rescued from the clutches of my roommate when we were freshmen. She later dated Charlie and had lived with him briefly in my apartment. Angie agreed to come to my apartment, making the vote six in favor of accepting my offer to five against. Chase quickly charmed. Finally. My hand runs down her stomach, finding its way to her pussy. She was wearing booty shorts with no underwear, so it was not hard to feel the outline of her pussy lips beneath the shorts. She was very wet. I moved my middle finger around in a circle where her clit would be. She moaned loudly. I hit the right spot. Faster! She said, very demandingly. I did not mind.As I rubbed her clit faster and faster, her shorts started to get saturated with her sweet juices. This was going to make a.