We actually slept. Later I was woken by the welcome feeling of being deep-throated. God, if it’s never happened to you, it’s a hell of a way to be...woken. Then, by way of a change, came the 'Crab'! Let me describe it to you. She wanted to 'be eaten' and as we were still more than a little tired, she offered to ‘make things easy for me.' Did I mention that she was supple? Oh, she was supple. She lay on her back and pulled her legs up so that they were either side of her spectacular breasts, her. I looked around for a clock ... sure enough, a little after ten.There was a series of knocks at the bedroom door. Since my thoughts were still fuzzy, I expected the worst. Rhonda's parents or parent was back and I was in their daughter's bed. I dont like awkward situations and this certainly had the potential of being the grandaddy of them all.Another knock and the door opened slowly, should I say something or not?"You guys awake?"Joey stuck his head around the door and grinned at me. Rhonda. To be brutally honest, the night was young, and I was looking for some male-female action at this stage of the evening. A few more guys came in; they were young again, and I started to feel out of place sitting on my own in the hot tub as I was. They sat at the bar, ordering drinks. Apparently, the management was totally fine with everybody being naked around the bar area. Great I thought. A couple of girls came they were dressed in bondage gear which covered everything except their breasts and. From that time onward Janet and I concentrated on the script. We still hiked three times a day, and I still found time to take the three wheeler out to make pictures a couple of times a week. The weeks passed quickly. Before I knew it, Janet asked me what we were going to do to celebrate.“Don’t you think we should at least wait for the last script to be paid, before we celebrate?” I asked.“That isn’t what I meant,” she informed me. “I’m talking about Thanksgiving. It’s next week you know.”“Ah I.