Once in Goa i was suppose to put up at my friends place and just chill out with her.But unfortunately my friend had to move out station.I was worried ...ut she said not to coz one of her best friend will take care of me.I was not that happy with that decission as i didnt prefer going out with boys.At last i had to agree coz i had no other options.So as soon as i reached in Goa he came and just introduced himself to me.My friend had showed my photo to him so he would find it easier to pick me. Sometimes when she would move around I could see all the way up. I had never tried any thing with her before so I wasnt sure if I should now or not. Everytime I got a glimpse under her dress, the more I wanted to try. Finally I decided I would give it a shot. I stood up and moved over to where she was sitting and eased my way between her legs. Of course the way she was sitting I wasnt touching anything. I told her I had been thinking that we had been real close and I thought we. Jeff hit enter after entering his credit card number. The screen went blank for a moment and then came back with a message that said, ‘Please be available for a teleconference tomorrow night at seven P.M. Central time. Both parties must be present. Thank you.’ Jeff logged off and looked at Joanie, ‘So are you ready for this adventure?’ ‘I can’t believe how excited I am. You know, they didn’t give any instructions on how to get there or what to bring. I wonder if they will send that out. Was that one of those floating islands? We were at sea, can you hit floating islands in the day? I then came fully awake with the next blast of the horn, we were coming into the new port. A sister ship was passing us on our side. Were we port or starboard? Starboard, we saw lots of stars. No, wine, we had the wine side of the boat. Port was a wine, but we had found a better one to imbibe. My hair was a mess. And my hair-do too. The delta was a sticky sodden mess, and my coif, a rat's-nest..