"What in the world..." I trailed off as I held up what it became apparentwas (mostly) underwear."This does a number of very clever things, first is it...keeps everythingnicely tucked away," Greta explained as I slipped them up my legs. "Yourpackage goes in the pouch," she took charge at this point and tucked mymember in a sheath, "the nub goes in your rear," a tiny protrusion foundmy back entrance. It was no bigger than the first joint of my indexfinger, but I could tell it was there."I don't. But the moment ended when someone yelled for them. “Hey, where’d y’all go?” The driftwood that protected their hiding place from prying eyes also blocked their view. However, Amy recognized the voice of her cousin Libby. Apparently, she and Bob had finished their own lovemaking. “We’re over here,” shouted Amy. “Where’s over here and just what are you two doing there?” Libby’s voice held a note of uncertainty. Mark turned his head and yelled, “Tell us what y’all were doing, first.” . Guido here,” he indicated the cudgel man, “will wait outside, and you can bang on the door when you are ready to leave for breakfast.”He bowed and left, as did Guido, and I heard the key turn in the lock.I threw the contents of the chamber pot out of the window, and then stripped to the waist and carried out a thorough, and well-needed, wash. When dry and dressed I banged on the door.Guido opened it, and then swiftly stepped back, the pistol in his hand aimed at my gut.“Down stairs, please. " Yes, all day I was working and couldn't think about it," said Mike,shaking. "I felt more covered up I guess. Plus, I wasn't in a club withguys all over the place, barely able to balance in stilettos and a tinydress." Let's go to the bar," said Lisa. "After a couple you'll feel better."Lisa dragged him through the crowd and to the bar, as they wiggled theirway into an open spot."Hey Johnny," said Beth, immediately kissing a few guys on the cheek."These are my friends, Ginny, Lisa, and Monique..