I was obviously disappointed that I wouldn't see Sandra, play tennis, and maybe have some groping afterwards at the secluded forested part of the park... But my disappointment was soon forgotten as I watched Karen in the kitchen. Karen was blonde, tall, and her bust was already swelling as a result of her pregnancy, while her tummy was still flat. She was wearing a matching pink tee-shirt and mini-skirt, the latter barely covering her lovely rounded ass, while the tee-shirt was struggling to. The 4th kind of sex is called: Hallway Sex This is when you have been with your partner for too long. When you pass each other in the hallway you both say 'F****you.'The 5th kind of sex is called: Religious Sex. * Which means you get Nun in the morning, Nun in the afternoon and Nun at night. (Very Popular)The 6th kind is called Courtroom Sex. This is when you cannot stand your wife / husband any more. He / she takes you to court and screws you in front of everyone.And; last, but not least, The. He felt his nipples stiffen almost painfully, knowing that they too would communicate arousal. God, was he really aroused by this?Interrupting that fearful thought was the Kelly's return with a giddy smile plastered on her lips. She handed a glistening beer to Paulo and another daiquiri to JP. The icy drink was no sooner at his lips that Kelly was pressuring them to finish. "Come on, finish up," she urged. "I want to get out of here."There was no complaint from their dancing partner, but. At least my ham-fistedness managed to lift her depression. And her thought of me making like a chef and what I did to the fish had her in stitches."Don't worry, Berthold. I will do the cooking, but you may serve me a glass of wine. On this island it seems to be drinks time all the time, doesn't it?"Morning came finally after a long night of unrest and much tossing and heaving. Out of sympathy I forsook breakfast as well, just having a cup of coffee to start me. As an afterthought I prepared.