The eyes looked oddand the face seemed to have slimmed down. Bullshit. Probably just theaftereffects of the dream.He went into the closet. Nothing see...ed to want to fucking fit today. Theshirts hung like tents, the pants were so loose he had to go to the lastnotch on the belt to keep them up. His shoes were too big.Maybe some sick fuck slipped in and replaced my clothes, he thought. Yeah,breaking and decorating. Sure.He went to the VCR, but try as he might, he couldn't get the damn tape. She wouldn't put out and he demanded that she did.'It wasn't that I didn't want to,' she argued, 'I do want to find out what it's all about. But no-one is going to tell me when or how.'I'd already discovered the best way to get Sarah to do something was to ask not tell.'He just wouldn't wait and it seemed every moment we were together we were arguing about it. He said all his mates were having it off and all his previous girlfriends had given him sex.' She explained.'Somehow I don't believe. When I stared at it she saw theconfusion on my face and she whispered nervously, "It's for Kim, this isgoing to be huge and when I talked to her the other day she was reallysad that she was going to miss it."Speechless I stared at her. "Kim....when did you talk to her?"She giggled. "I talk to her a lot actually, she was sad that you haven'tbothered to even call her. I don't blame her either, if it was me Iwould be fucking angry."Guilty and embarrassed I whined, "I didn't call her because I. Hedonism was known for an “anything goes” attitude. Would it be possible for his fantasies to happen? He sure as hell hoped so. They found some chairs, placing their towels down. The pool had a swim up bar. Jeff went over to get some drinks for them. As he ordered, one of the men came up, telling the bartender that the drinks should be charged to his room. “Thanks for that damn hot show you put on. Does she fuck as good as she looks?” the man asked. “Even better,” Jeff replied. “I wouldn’t mind.