A few square feet in front of the couch to lay my sleeping bag. That I had to remove every morning so the space could be used by everybody else. Quite...likely the girl who had taken over my bedroom.I turned around and put my books on top of the TV in the living room. I went to the refrigerator, got an apple juice and went out back.Queenie came over to see me as soon as I walked out the door. I scratched her head and looked in on the puppies. They were excited to have someone to pay attention to. Now that your facing t he girl she asks you to slowly move her skirt up so she can easily play with herself, you willingly oblige and you reach down towards the top of her skirt and slowly inch by inch move it up her hips. You stop pulling up the skirt just as it reaches her breasts. You reach out to try to get a feel but the girl slaps your hand and tells you no touching. You withdraw your hand and turn your head towards the girls pussy. You now reach and grab the top of her tights and start. She turned and saw a coloured guy, maybe nearly seven feet tall. She gasped. “Don’t be afraid” he said and smiled “I get that a lot from tourists. They come in here just to look. All these items are for sale. They are not ornaments”. Sandra smiled back and said she was a typical tourist and was indeed looking around. The man introduced himself as Ed and took Sandra’s hand. “Oh I don’t think you are a normal tourist” he said “you came to the island to escape. You have had times here you never. She was asking if the wife was ok, and she hoped that she didn't hate her. Once I got settled in, Jackie took me on a tour of the house, showing all her pictures of my two nephews, Jack and Jake....i know its a J thing I guess. I checked in with the wife on face time, and all things seemed good. Jackie got dressed and we took a tour of Tampa. The real tour was at night time. Jackie took me to a night club that was more for the k**s then to almost 40 year old. Nerveless, we went inside and she.