We had gone a couple of blocks when it became almost impossible to move. Several times during the walk random hands had come from the crowd and grabbe... at my breasts. I couldn't believe it, but it seemed to be the way it went down here this time of year. As the crowd continued to thicken, our foreword progress continued to slow. It took us nearly ten minutes to move half a block. In front of us the crowd began to break up a little and we could see the source of the obstruction. In the middle of. I’m still polite, conscientious and considerate although I have much less patience with morons, assholes and schemers.One last thing of note went on in that first 24 hours. While I was out talking to our landlord about the slut’s late rent, they did a floor to ceiling cleanup of my apartment. To summarize my conversation with the landlord, their apartment had already been pre-rented to a new occupant and they had to get their shit out or it’d be thrown away. He might have been lying about. My head did not come up to his shoulders. I began to panic that he was simply too big; I fear he might be more ‘man’ than I could handle.It was also clear that Curtis was simply too tall to enter me from behind standing like this. I then saw Jim open the door to the linen closet and retrieve a step stool that I keep in our bathroom. It was a two step, light blue plastic stool and was both strong and sturdy. Jim placed it next to Curtis and me in front of the sink counter facing the mirror.. If the guys are drunk enough, or if I can trust Tim, then this would be a great chance to get rid of suit lines. I'll just have to see.Once I finished changing, I headed back to the fire pit to see if the guys had finished yet. Apparently, walking in the sand does not draw attention to oneself. I came out onto the beach just in time to see both men drop their jeans. I stepped back to enjoy this show. Brad dropped his boxers and stepped out of them. His flaccid penis hung loosely at his crotch..