“Oh yeah baby, bend over!” he hooted as she leaned forward to draw her bath. “You know what? This broad don’t have any tan lines! She must sun...athe naked! Bet she fucks the pool guy when her old man’s not around.” “Cool it, Mickey,” growled Nick. “We got a potential problem here!” Nick turned his attention to table twelve as the young guy won yet another hand. Mickey watched in silence as the young woman prepared her bath unaware of the intruding electronic eye, following her every movement,. "Mmm hmmm," he said. "You gotta let me check them things out, baby," he said. "I won't be able to sleep tonight if I don't." Well... we'll see what we can arrange maybe," she said."Fuck yeah!" he yelled enthusiastically."But first," she said, "business before titties. Aren't you supposed to be laying some ammo on me?"He sighed in mock consternation and then turned businesslike himself. "The fuckin' war effort must go on," he said. "What you be needing?"Xenia turned businesslike as well. "Six. LOL—I guess he got off too. We walk out together, noticing the two still in the showers. Pretty damm long showers, I observe. They were more of the straighter dudes in the camp, not into the 'dude on dude' stuff. I give them a snarl as we walk past, and just mumbled “mind ur fuckin buisiness” After a couple of minutes of walking back to the camp, I turn to my right, and then left, and then stop and turn around. What the fuck happened to Riley ?? I just grin and thinks-- Hope they don't hurt. The woman and the boy had thick, shaggy, brown hair and were shorter than Fontane had expected. She said her name was Naomi. He led them to Dott’s office and introduced them.“Take me forty-five minutes to talk to the boy. So Father Dott, bring them to my office at 3pm.”Dott patiently explained parts of the doctrine of the diocese to the woman and answered all of her questions. She calmed and seemed to be accepting things.“So, you’re priests who help boys by letting them suck your.