The conversation was flowing and the 4 of us seemed to get along well. Meghan and Dave were younger than Marie and I, in their late 20s, and were out ...or a date night as well. Both were attractive, Meghan was very pretty. About average height, with olive skin and long dark hair, a slim body with just enough breasts to show off nice cleavage in her dress and a tiny stud in the left side of her nose. Dave was around 6 feet with shaggy black hair and broad shoulders. He looked to be a swimmer. The boats huddled together and Josh and Sergeant Manny had an intense whispered conversation. Dubrovnik was north – so north they rowed. It was not until nearly dawn and some exhaustive rowing that they finally rounded a headland and were able to come ashore. Fortunately the area was rugged and showed little sign of human occupation. The inflatables were sunk and the men readied themselves for the trek ahead.Sergeant Manny, with an economy of words and actions had scouts range the area and. SNAP. Sandi let the long flexible whip crack just above Karin's exposed stomach, then settle softly on the untouched skin. The sensation was almost the same as a hard slash. Adrenaline coursed through both women's systems."I had my Annual Performance Review today," Sandi started out casually."Oh, really? How was it?" Karin thought it was strange to talk about something they would normally discuss over a glass of wine, but what the hell, she wasn't going anywhere. Actually, Karin now realized it. Typically, they drove them on the streets at Sunny Manor.“I didn’t think they could drive these on grass,” I said to Stacy as we pulled out into a green pasture.“What do you think Golf courses are?” Stacy looked at me like I was an idiot. I glanced down at her tits and then back at her face.“I told you that you could look at them. If you want to look at my boobs, just go ahead. Stop trying to steal glances,” Stacy seemed flattered that I was looking, but she made me feel like a perv.It wasn’t.