Wednesday.The boys went back to their own van and left me to sleep, I woke up late to see them out surfing, I didn't want them to think that yesterday... events were something I was ashamed of so decided to make them coffee for when they got back. Looking outside I saw them returning and got the coffee pot,as I came round the front of the caravan they went quiet and looked a little bit like naughty school boys, coffee's up I say and that seems to clear the air they apologize for setting me up. I found a place on the other side of the club, a small platform with tables, where one could look out over the dancers. I stood there for about another 30 minutes, watching them grope and fondle each other. They were taking a lot of chances with their foreplay, guessing correctly that no one else in the crush would notice, or care.At one point while she had her tongue waaaay down his throat and seemed to be trying to climb her partner, I saw her eyes widen and her face flush very suddenly. I. I take off and ask her to unbutton her coat, to let me see underneath it. You can tell she thinks it is a little funny, but she does it to humour me. LIttle does she know how much it affects me. The curve of her breasts, her thighs, the shape of waist and hips. She is so good it almost hurts, but she is oblivious to the impact she is making on me. I know she is not hot yet, but I am ready to go full scale. I concentrate on waiting a little bit, playing it cool. It is very hard to wait. My cock. Nomo had sent the package over just a few minutes earlier. He didn’t take plastic and didn’t take phone orders. Which meant Spooky almost had to be on the island. Three blocks away. Or less.Twelve years is pretty long time to bear a grudge, but Spooky might.Twelve years ago, I’d taken leave to help a friend of mine, Eugene.He’d been shot in a home invasion in Coal City, just outside Chicago.Eugene and I were pretty close to inseparable in high school before I joined the Army and he joined the.