Walking over to the bar, helooks around at the surroundings. Everywhere his eyes travel he seesbeautiful T.V.'s, T.S's, C.D.'s, and D.V.D.'s. The ba...man walks over tohim and asks if he'd like a drink."Sure. In fact, I'd like to buy all of these lovely ladies a drink aswell."A thunderous chorus of 'thank you's rang out and air kisses abounded asif it might have been L.A. or even Encino? This story, in fact, takesplace in a wondrous mystical city of Detroit. So the barman proceeds topour all. My hands are now franticly touching and exploring every part of your trembling body, through the sheer material of your dress. We momentary catch each other’s gaze, as you reach down to the hem of your dress. In one swift movement pull it over your head, revealing your naked, toned and stunning figure to me. I begin by attacking your nipples in earnest licking and sucking one, while rolling the other in-between my fingers. A low groan escapes from your lips, as in one frantic movement I pull my. I wiggled in my attacker's hands just enough to catch the glimpse of the smirk on my step-brother's best friend. "James! Put me down!" I whined. He laughed his deep laugh, the same as his friend. He put me down and asked Jake what we were doing today. I watched and barely listened as they decided, I walked behind them until we were at our house. James had been living with us for the past five months. He was a part of the family now. I pushed past them to run into the house to get a fresh cookie. They were in their 30s and had been visiting the island for years. I'd remembered their names as Yan the man and Christie shared my name. Yan and I sat on the balcony and had a stimulating conversation about music. He was solid muscular with Japanese style tattoos and the trade mark blonde hair blue eyes. We sat on the balcony and Yan told me about places he'd travelled to. Cambodia, Thailand, Turkey, south America, Brazil amd he met Christie living in Amsterdam. I told him about tje Scottish.