“What do you want for lunch,” Mel asked her ‘mother’.“You feel like a plate lunch?”“I sure do.”On the way inside the restaurant, a nic...-looking middle-aged couple came out of the door. The broad-shouldered, dark-skinned man said, “Let me hold the door for you ladies!” The petite woman with gold and burgundy weave added, “You two look lovely.”“Thank you, dear,” Jackie replied.“Yes, thank you,” added Mel.They ordered their meals and chose a table. Jackie had blackened catfish, fried okra, and. .. doing?" she asked, using her best imitation of a breathy Marilyn Monroe wishing JFK a happy birthday.I looked up at her suspiciously, blinking to bring her into focus."Hmgfhumf." Really? That good, eh?" Hmph." I know what you mean, sweetheart. I hadn't realized tomorrow was paper recycling day either." Oh, son of a..."Before I could complete the oath, she plastered her lips to mine, playfully opening her mouth wide to trap the vowels, narrow enough to catch the consonants.I soon stopped. Again, having picked up the ball she lingered a few moments looking down at me.Over the next 20 minutes or so she did this repeatedly becoming more and more obvious. She was no longer even pretending to be playing football but instead was deliberately kicking the ball over the hedge so that she could stand fairly close to me and eye me up.The idea that this pretty young girl was staring at my trunks and the package they contained had a very natural and obvious affect on me. I could do nothing. I told him the shower next to me was faulty, only running cold water. "This one is o.k." I told him, waving him towards me. He stepped closer and I brushed my hand over his member. OMG I thought, I need to play with that. It was s big I doubt I could get my lips around it. I gripped it and gently started rubbing it. He raised his hand and held out an open palm saying he wanted money. I said no thanks and thought this night is not going well.When you enter the club they issue you with 2 towels,.