I remembered walking through the forest being led by the hand of a dazzling dark haired beauty clad only in an animal skin bikini. She was laughing at...me and hurrying me along, turning fully around every now and then to show me her beautiful flashing white teeth and sexy flowing hair. Her supple, silken body with all its incredible curves and long tanned legs only added to my encouragement to keep up with her. After a short time, we came to a clearing in the forest bounded by a large. Maybe if I bent over I could give some guy a beaver shot and maybe even (giggle, giggle) a hard on.It was a hell of a party. I liked going to parties because no one asked me for ID and I could drink as much as I wanted. I didn't usually drink much because I usually had to go home and the last thing I wanted was for my mom and dad to find out what I was doing. That night I didn't have to go home and face my parents so I let go a bit.I danced with a lot of guys and got felt up a bit more than I. She had wavy dark hair, a bit of a tummy and occasional bad breath, which we all ignored because she had a spectacular pair of D-cup tits that she would sometimes brush against you. She had fair skin, stood about 5'3" and often wore low-cut tops. So you got it both ways: If you went to her desk, you got a cleavage shot, and if she came to yours, she might lean over your shoulder, and gently and "accidentally" rub her breasts against you.She got married after she had worked with us a couple. “You made a bad call in this bar, Buddy,” said Benji, “come with me” he said taking him into the back room.Fortunately, Benji’s Dad appeared in the bar, partly sober but ready to serve. “On you Dad,” said Benji.The black guy was somewhat restrained as he asked, “Where am I?’“You could be in hell. But you’re lucky – you’re still in “Downunder”. The guys wanted to kick your fucking head in, man. This is a good bar where people look after each other. I stopped them from killing you, big mouthed.