Rosy looked down and saw the the new guy was staring at Lucy and already had his hand on her ass, Were gonna go mess around a little. Catch up with yo... later! But- Rosy squeaked. It was too late. Lucy and her new beau trotted off, probably going to fuck somewhere. Rosy stood tensely at the edge of the fire. She didnt know anyone else here! She started looking for Lucys sister, but was interrupted. A very tall guy blocked her path, and flashed her a grin. He said in a low voice, Hey. She giggled. No more rocking ... no more lullabies ... he was a big boy now and it was time for big boy things."How bad?" How the hell should I know? Two Ball Gale ... or something like that."Foul weather gear ... time to dress like a Gloucester fisherman. Wool socks, woolen long underwear, a checkered long-sleeved wool shirt, wool mask hat, rolled up to a cap. Then rubber, armpit high, waders with built in boots ... and suspenders.A heavy duty life vest with an Automatic Release EPIRB came next. Then a. I went to the counter andbought us two cokes, and sat down at the table. Melissa laughed as shesaw me use a straw. "Don't be ruining that lipstick!" she said with agiggle and I felt my face flush red.We spent the next hour or so talking about old times, school,classmates, teachers as well as tv shows and bands we both liked.Melissa was very tactile often holding my hand across the table orrubbing my arm, which was causing me to get overly aroused, but as Igot aroused, I also started to feel. Samantha flinches, drawing her legs in closer, trying to escape the heat pouring out from the flames. She shakes from fear. Yet fear is nothing more than an emotion, a useless emotion. She can’t shake it off though. She looks around, trying to fight the fear that holds her.There! A man! Of my fucking ... it’s Spencer!He lies on a small island surrounded by hot liquid magma. He is in the same situation as she. The flames threaten to swallow him whole as they creep closer and closer until pulling.