He’d bought her warm clothes and taken her to a restaurant for a meal. She’d been all over him with gratitude and promises of delights to come. T...lling him she’d left a few things at the backpackers hostel they went there together. ‘Just wait here,’ she said, ‘I’ll only be a few minutes.’ He waited for an hour and she didn’t return. She’d gone in through the front door of the hostel and straight out the back door. That was the last he ever saw or heard of her, despite his furious hunt. I. We can watch the weather and wave forecasts to pick our surf day." It's always good to talk to you brother. Have a great day and give Jill a kiss for me." I will. See you soon."I called Mom, Dad, and Grandpa to let them know of my change in plans and I now planned being in town during Christmas and New Years Eve. I told them to work with Beth to figure out when I'd have time to visit all the different places. I also called Marshal to see if we needed to meet about Dani's Restaurants or anything. He told me to undo his trousers and take them off, which I did slowly, revealing this time a pair of very brief wet-look black Speedos. I'd always enjoyed wearing these myself as one of my girlfriends enjoyed the feel of my prick through the material. For while I stroked and squeezed his massive hard-on through them and then he pulled my towel from my hips. My briefs were white ones which were very nearly see-through and his hand went straight to my bulge as he rubbed my stiff length for a few. . , as they say, time changes everything.During breakfast a few minutes later, with his mouth full of cereal and cut up bananas slices, his phone rang."Hello," he said, as he quickly swallowed."Hello. May I speak with Jack Thornberry please?" This is Jack. Who is this?" My name's Bill Bishop. I own the Too Late Restaurant here in town. Mr. Thornberry, I'll come right to the point. The trio I hired to play tonight just cancelled out on me a little while ago—so, I need to hire someone for.