I was just about to place the key on the table when I heard the earlier familiar voice. "Hello." I twitched so violently, I almost cried. Only now I c...uld detect the dark shape in front of me through the half-closed shutters.It was the same young black guy from the pool. "Nice that you visit me", he looked straight into my eyes. He still wore his shorts and didn't put his shirt on. A sudden fear enveloped me. What was I doing here? "I wanted only to return this key" I said with trembling voice.. I know. I'm not naive."I do DEMAND one thing in return for not being a pain about this," I said rather more sternly than I meant.Rebecca backed away, just a bit, and then asked nervously, "Ok. What?" I DEMAND that you be happy, for a long, long time. I love you too much to think of you being anything but happy. You deserve every bit of happiness in the world, and I hope you find it." I hated being noble. It sucks like a Hoover.She kissed me on the side of my mouth, with a tear in her eye, and. It is like a big reunion. We only go every other year or third year or so. I figure it is more of a fuck fest than a reunion, I can't tell you how many times I walked into a cabin looking for some one only to find some one else porking some one else, both people are married to others. Or they are doing d**gs or passed out drunk. Hell even the k**s are running around fucking. I don't know most of the people at these things and the people I do know I don't like any way. Maybe my wife is getting. He did not hear the tumultuous roar of the delighted female onlookers as the scimitar was brought swiftly down, and his head rolled in the sand, dispatched with gusto by the superb woman.His head joined the other in its final tribute to the glorious symbol of womanhood, and two others joined it in rapid succession. Zara kept her kneeling male's leash nice and tight as he looked down with a strange envy at the heads lying in sacrificial tribute upon the gaping cunt effigy, two of the faces on.