I was talking to some dude about my breakup when she said: ‘Shut up. It’s not over. It’s one guy. More will come, trust me,’” Lauren said. �...�I looked at her. She was actually pretty. I did not think she was gay. That was the last thought in my head. But there was something about her that was attractive. She had long black hair, soft skin and lips that were so delicious.” Lauren smiled, reminiscing. Soon she was crying. Her friend held her. “She had a rough-around-the-edges feel, but she was such. They were out for the evening so I suspected they also wanted to give me ‘the talk’, for a good ten minutes there was an uncomfortable silence, then ‘the talk’ took place. I promised that I would treat their daughter with respect. Once her parents left, Izzy and I enjoyed a meal of pizza and chips and settled down to watch a couple of movies. Then we talked about college, friends and life in general. Neither of us made a move on each other. Then it came to bedtime, we were to sleep in separate. We hung up what could be hung and set the luggage on the table and nightstands.There was absolutely no privacy. This took a bit of working around. It was dinner time, and everyone needed a shower. Tony and I ended up watching the desert out on the balcony while the girls showered and changed, then they returned the favor. We went down to dinner, then wandered around the place, visiting the casino and the bars, and strolling along the beach. It was as if nobody wanted to go back to the room and. Well, perhaps I shall -- this," he said, striking the counter, "is what I shall do. I shall see you again, my boy, and if you judge the experience worthwhile, we shall discuss payment then. Remember, my boy. Come back to the shop if need be."I took the vial and slipped it into my pocket. "Thank you, sir." Do not thank me, boy. As I told you, I am doing you no favor."And with that, he shooed me out and put up a sign on his door that said, "Closed for Lunch." I then saw the old man hobble into.