After they left, we settled down to watch some TV, like it was a normal Friday night. It was strange, trying to pretend to be interested in some stupi... show while our thoughts were really on the main event of the evening. Snookie was lying on her stomach on the floor, like she always did when she watched TV. I didn't even make much of an effort to watch the screen My attention was riveted on Snookie.Her slim, tanned legs were like arrows on a map, pointing to the treasure that was hidden in her. "We were more worried about privacy for Randi and Tara. I've got to go, Stan. I'm going to find the hotel manager and get to the bottom of things. Call me back later or don't. It's up to you."It didn't take Brock long to find the web site hosting the pictures. There was nothing salacious about them. It showed him dancing with the girl he knew as Rebecca but who was identified at Rita Looker in the caption. There was one with Al talking to Lucy Miller, no relation, (who was dubbed Emily Proper). This was a follow on happening in my life.One night after being introduced into pleasure of gay sex, anal pleasure, I wanted a thick rod in my but so bad and I had no one but the guy who introduced me to gay sex. So I called him to see if he is free. He is in his late 30s chubby, fair, and bit of chest hair. He picked up his phone after quiet some ring and asked me what’s up? I just replied that I’m really horny and if he is free and have place? He replied that he has place but he got company. I was hoping my two friends would leave so I could cut the act, but Sarah did enough to keep them put, mostly by repeatedly adjusting her top. She also placed a hand possessively on my back to my utter discomfort. She was really pouring on the fake charm when Nick finally came up to us, ‘We’re leaving Sarah,’ he curtly ordered. ‘Okay bye,’ Sarah replied not removing her hand from my now sweating back. ‘That’s cute,’ he answered back physically tightly clutching her arm and slowly dragging her.