Jamal gave us all a questioning look, then eyed Kari up and down. Jamal, was a tall muscular Jamaican man and his son a younger version of him. Kari e...ed them both up and down smiling, looking like a cat spying a mouse. Jamal said they had just arrived back from a trip and they weren't quite ready to bring another group out.Ferrand explained our situation, along with the elixir and Kari's exposure to it. I explained we were really just looking for something private, with lots of sun and ocean. He started moving towards the now vacant seat at the bar. He greeted the bartender, ordered a beer, and sat down on the battered barstool. Taking a sip of his beer as he looked around the room. The room wasn't very big. Just big enough to hold about ten tables that seated four people comfortably. The bar ran around the room in an L-shape. Doubt started to set in him again. There were quite a few people in the bar tonight. Friday nights at Shakey's Dive appeared to be a happening place. . This was not simply Missy crying herself to sleep orbreaking in to tears as she vacuumed. This was not Missy silentlysobbing in the back seat of the car because the doors wouldn't openfrom the inside. This was not Missy simply crying, this was Missyrunning to daddy.She pushed Bruce down on the sofa crying into his chest. Bruce tried toreciprocate her hug but could not find a clean way to do it - her bodywas a sticky mess of man juice and sweat, her hair matt with the dryingcum of other men. In. Taylor walked off to talk to one of her "girl friends" and Stephanie latched onto the situation and took a bold move."Alex, would you stop staring at my tits when you get on that ladder, your making me nervous." she said, and made me nearly fall off the ladder, and made me kinda dizzy having so much blood rush to my face."I'm... I'm sorry.." I said. Taylor had dissapeared somewhere and I was left alone with Steph. The dance was about to begin when she gave me a hug. "Thanks in advance for.