First I removed Jen's tight clothes. The tee I wore under the sweat shirt was at least two sizes too small for me. Jen had only slightly better lookin... boobs but they were on a smaller frame so the tee was still too small. I hadn't worn a bra since the thug tried to make me a fillet. Jen's panties were too small for my wide ass, but they were the only things available to me at the time.The panties joined the tee inside my one waste basket in the house. I just knew that I was going to have to. Because of that membership he said, they would be able to golf at some of the top rated golf courses in the area. Besides golfing, Greg also had access to a thirty two foot fishing boat and was sure they all would enjoy fishing on the gulf waters.Ron Kline and Jim Reed also thought a change of scenery was something they should do. Jim said he was seriously thinking of buying a condo in the Fort Myers area because the downturn in housing prices. He thought that purchasing a condo there would be. I connected them to the sled and pulled out rations.I filled the small tank in the tiny micro reactor at the back of the sled and set up the tent. I started the cleaning bots on the pelts and then the tanning bots. After the pelts were done we went to the bathroom. As it began to get dark I pushed them into the tent and then I inflated the airbed that filled the floor and covered it with all the pelts.I gestured to the woman and girl and they crawled in. I knelt in the sled and started the four. She's - shall we say - feeling somewhat neglected upstairs. She's asked me to come down to see whether you would like to join her in her boudoir for some 'private entertainment?" All on 16!" the old man bellowed to the big-bossomed croupier. Then turning to me he asked: "What sort of entertainment did she have in mind?" I'd prefer it if she were to explain it herself, sir."A roar went up as the little ivory ball settled into the wheel's slot marked 16. A huge multi-colouured pyramid of chips.