He took Meg and I along with two others out the day before to ride a giant inflatable bullet pulled by the boat. When Meg came into the boat, I saw he... pubes hanging out of her high cut swimsuit. That’s when I started fantasizing about her. “Yes,” I answered her. “Well, than, why don’t you?” she demanded shifting her weight. Fuck it, I said in my head. I moved towards her. She dropped her hand and straightened out her hips to face me. Once I reached her, I cupped her cheek with my left hand.. " Huh?" I asked, not having the slightest idea what he was talking about."Just go with the flow," he told me, giving a wink. "Let the currents of the evening take you where they will."With these mystic words echoing in my ear, I got up and went after them. I caught up out in the backyard where they had found Jeff and Rhonda, both of whom were smokers."Thanks," Maureen was telling Jeff as she accepted a Marlboro from his pack. He lit it for her and she inhaled deeply, blowing the smoke out. And at this very moment, you don't care whether you are straight, or gay. You don't care who finds out about this. You don't give a fuck about anything.All you want is his cock. You want to lick, taste, suck and service his cock. Something inside you... a deep dark forbidden desire laying dormant in you has been unlocked. And you are out of your mind with lust. The blowjob becomes hotter, and wetter, until slurping, and moaning sounds fill the entire room.He begins to pump his hips. What do you do? I mean, do you know the laws and rules and shit for the tickets you're buying? It probably doesn't matter if you're playing one of those $20,000 games - that's just a little money to pay off your idiot daughter's credit card debt, and maybe a new car for the wife. But suppose you win one of those "all the fucking money in the world" games. You remember that guy Jack Whittaker? That guy had a bunch of money already. As I understand it, he owned a construction company worth a few.