First, they all went out for a huge dinner at the seafood restaurant down the street. "Gee, smells like fish!" said Rich as they entered the doorway."...eah, he'll be smelling that all night!" added Bob, in an unfair reference to the odor from the female genitalia.They all gorged themselves on lobster, shrimp, and steak. After desserts, they all walked (slowly), back to their hotel suite.Rich had brought a card table, and there were a couple of other tables in the room. Soon, there were two poker. Old George had enough and stumbled out the door leaving me and Sam as the only people in the pub and when she walked across to get the old man’s empty glass she caught the sunlight through her dress and OMG it was like totally transparent, I could see every curve of her sweet little body.I wasn’t leaving yet and saw the pleasure on her face as I asked for another pint, “Oh and have one for yourself” I said wondering if she had ever drank alcohol before.“Thank you” she replied and while she was. Massaging my sore muscles taking his time working his way down from my shoulders down my spine to the crack of my ass. He had the sheet halfway over my ass and he was massaging my hips and top of my ass still keeping me partially covered as to be somewhat professional. After he put hot towels on my shoulders and lower back, he brought the sheet up over the towels just covering the top half of me ass. Then he started at my feet and rubbed them working his way up my calves and over my thighs and. I turned around in time to see Greg fall, I ran towards him with my gun drawn. I screamed to Lucy to get into the plane while I helped Greg to his feet. The kids were hysterical and were crying at this point. Peter, the pilot had started the engines and had also seen Greg go down. I don’t know how I got us into the plane, but by the time I secured the door, Peter was already taxing down the dirt runway. Greg was starting to loose consciousness, and was loosing blood fast. The bullet had gone.