Away from Kristel, away from the apartment, away from everyone. So I jumped. No destination in mind, no thought to where I might end up, just away. He...mes had told me that I couldn’t jump somewhere if I didn’t know where but, as I’d found out rather painfully, that wasn’t entirely true. I could throw myself out there, it could have just been anywhere. In retrospect I suppose I should be thankful that I didn’t pop up out in the blackness of space somewhere. I reappeared about one hundred feet. At a moment i noticed at a rather isolated semi-dark corner of the place a man sitted on a chair looking at something in a tv monitor. Ignoring our presence (we were the only visitors there) he had his erect penis in the hand stroking it slowly. I touched my girlfriend's hand and with a move of my eyes i noded her to look at him. Without a word she moved her head as a reply that indeed she had already seen him. Soon I noticed her breathing rythm accelerating, sign that she was already excited. I rubbed his body all over, while I sucked him. We did this for five minutes, before he pulled my face up and he smiled. I knew what he wanted; the goods, but I was nervous. I stood up and removed my shirt and jeans, making sure my ass shakes in front of him. I unsnapped my bra and it fell. Now came the scary part. I lowered my thong under my dick and balls. He just stared."Is that why you never tried to be with me?" he asked.And I told him, " well your my friend as well. I didn't want that to. ”“Park won’t be looking ... I walked from the cottage.”Well ... The rangers weren’t looking ... but the Coast Guard helicopter flew over.The radio speaker spoke. “SV Basilisk. SV Basilisk. Ludington Coast Guard.”Bea picked up the microphone. “SV Basilisk. Ludington.”“You pick up the drifter?” Speaker.“Yes, Coast Guard. Was just fixing to call you.”“Thanks. Who is it?” Speaker.“Albert Jamison.”“He’s a local ... he should know better.” Speaker.“Well ... he looks like a boiled lobster ... maybe.