“And what an arse!” Another said.I walked around showing myself to them. I reached the bar. It was the topless barmaid, she smiled, and served me ...y usual drink, without me asking. She wore a thong, the strings pulled high on her hips, her camel toe made my throat go dry.I sipped my drink.“Are you joining us?” I asked.“You never know!” She replied.“Right boys, time we got started, remember, three rules,” I shouted over the din.They groaned.“Rule number one, my mask stays on, if anyone even. My next business trip was to Florida. Joan came with me. The resort was on the ocean and had a fabulous private beach. Our room was great. It was a suite with a large living area, two couches and chairs, a huge bedroom with a California King bed and a balcony with an outdoor seating area. There was a surfing completion going on at the resort. The beach and hotel were full of young muscular men, with dark tans and sun bleached hair. Joan looked at them hungrily. During the day while I worked. " Well, I'm still far from happy about all this. But it's not really yourfault, and yeah, I think it has had some good side-effects."Shortly afterwards, Susan arrived, and they talked, and watched a video-a dodgy rom-com, which Barry found surprisingly enjoyable, and wasgenuinely happy for the female lead when she finally realised that thedorky guy was a much more suitable boyfriend than the rich, arrogantfuck. "Susan, could I ask a favour?" Sure!" I need your makeover skills." Thank god- it's. "Hey, George," I heard a tiny voice behind me. "I'm coming with you,"Donald said as his tiny legs worked to keep up with me."OK" I said with mixed feelings. On the one hand he was slower than Iwas. I also didn't really know him at all. Nevertheless, it was nice tohave someone else with me while I tried to figure this out.At this point several fire trucks started pouring into the parking lot.I hoped that we'd be able to sort all this out, though I doubted it. Ihad never heard of anything.