One of the black guys who was fucking Karen when I arrived came up to us and asked us if he could join. The white guy I was with laid on his back and ... knew what was about to come and kind of freaked out: “Don’t know if I can do anal, I tried once with my ex and was very painful, it would kind of ruin it for me.” Karen overheard the conversation so she took out the enormous black cock she was sucking on out of her mouth and came to me. “Heeey, little Holly finally came to play with the adults,. Your hand moves round to the front, I suck in my breath as it reaches the plump bulge of my pudenda in my tight thin jeans. My arm is round your back, resting on you, but now I pull you against me, acknowledging your touch. Your hand stays where it is, and I feel your finger pressing against my mound, finding the little depression where my slit bisects it. I feel my face flushing, both with excitement and embarrassment. My eyes flick left and right, trying to see if anyone is watching. People. Tomorrow they knew would be another day. It was James who heard the rain on the windows first, the wind having freshened, the sea a mill race of waves white and creamy breakers on the sand washing away yesterdays rubbish, the footprints of holiday makers, dogs and folk alike. He sat on the bed looking out his companion May, still asleep, and next door his mother snoring, her lover sprawled over her, breast in hand, also driving home the bacon fit to rattle windows. He grinned, life had led him. "John could see very quickly that there was no point in reasoning with her on the matter, and it could only lead to an argument. "Have you heard from Los Angeles how much longer you're going to be here?" he said, trying to change the subject."No," she said. "I asked them again this month if I could go somewhere else, since nothing is happening here, but they won't let me, so I have to stay here and be subjected to this genocide. I wish the hell I could get out of the Defenders and get involved.