It was a typical hostel, except for the amazing location on a amazing beach. I had been in Byron Bay a week waiting for my tall ship adventure to begi.... Claire a beautiful English girl, smart, sassy and at nineteen three years older than me, shared the room with me. I burst into the room and caught her in a very compromising situation. In her cot, basked in the moon light, she was touching her self, very, very softly. She looked as if she was in a dream. "Zybeath you scared the hell out of. The bloated crown of his appendage gradually slid down towards her crotch, accompanied by a very fine trail of pre-cum which clung to her chocolatey skin. It didn’t help that he was particularly aware of some fruity adolescent perfume that surrounded her and made her even more intoxicating to be with. Everything about her was feminine and attractive. All of this had been developing so fast that he barely had the time to fully process it.But he wasn’t about to pause.His member nestled in the. " "Melissa told me I could make myself at home." "My wife?" "We're old friends from college. I'm Christina." "She didn't tell me anything about you." "Yeah, that sounds like Melissa," Erin said laughing. "Where is she anyway? She should be here." "She had to go out and run some errands. She said she probably won't be back for an hour. You know, you're much more handsome in person than on TV." The woman on the screen let her hands drop away from herself revealing her full luscious naked. I was now working for the next Prime Minister. Champagne was already on ice at the constituency but Tenant and I had to go to Party HQ to join the great and the good in celebrating. Babs didn’t want to leave her troops. I didn’t realise then but that was the end of our relationship. Victory is only briefly celebrated before the work begins. It’s hectic. Tenant had an audience with the Queen and was invited to form a government. We sat in varying groups to work out who would get what job in the.