I handed him a beer and we sat down in the den. He asked where Andrea was and I said she's around here somewhere. About that time she came in the den ...earing a tiny pair of cut off jean shorts, they showed the bottom half of her tiny ass. Her legs are golden brown from the sun and these shorts show off her legs so nicely. I could tell she wasn't wearing panties under the shorts and she definitely didn't have a bra on either since her nipples could be seen through the very thin cotton tank top.. I would have no sex for six months then one or two days of sex,sex, sex. When I bought my tickets using the multicity allowing for athree-day lay over in any city I choose. I chose London.London was the logical choice; everyone speaks some form of Englishallowing me to understand anyone I would meet. Second London has some ofthe best TV or CD friendly clubs anywhere. Most UK men are more sexualfreed than men from US are. The UK does not frown on cross-dressing kinkor fetish as in the US.I. Finally we reach the city and wind our way along the city streets of southeast DC, not the best of neighborhoods. We find a place to park, way off in the back, partly hidden by trees. Nation's looks like a warehouse on the outside and I think at one point it was one, but has since been converted into a rave/freek club and gets wild and hairy on Saturday night. It's just around ten o'clock, right on time. Even though things won't heat up for another two hours, we're early enough to beat the. There werewhispered words, which were soon replaced by the rising sounds ofpassion. It went on for hours, with intense periods followed by quietones. I could only imagine the details of what they were doing with eachother. In a way, that was worse than seeing everything. It was allwildly exciting but, with my enforced celibacy, caused me more pain thanpleasure.Eventually, Lana called out for champagne. The beverage was still chillyand I refilled their glasses. When I took them in, the air.