For an audience of one, of course.”The others started laughing when they realized what was going on and more than a few agreed that the naked wrestl...ng sounded like a plan. I grumbled and only caused more laughter. We were feeling hungry, so we dipped down to have a meal at the dining hall before returning to our room. Since we were not really tired, we began discussing our plans.We knew there was a hidden lair deep in the northern woods, deep enough that no one had come across it. Given that. However, it was one point of interest that could now be ticked off.The beach where I was told the island the temple was on was a reasonable bus trip. It was a local bus that not only had a number of tourists like myself on but locals as well. We were dropped off and I wandered down to the beach. The island could be reached by a paddle like boat or one could swim and being a reasonable swimmer that was what I considered and in a way it was the only choice for many of the women who graced the. To be fair to my man we share another female sometimes which we both enjoy.” I am Sarah, of French descent, bilingual, fluent in both French and English and as I recently discovered with a little prompting from my man, bi-sexual, though I didn’t need a great deal of prompting. I am to please and be pleased sexually. And I love having sex with an audience.By now Roger has me leaning with my back against the wall as he slides my g-string down to my ankles. His tongue is doing wonderful things to. I check out the room. Just what I like -- three small holes in the divider next to the urinal. I walk to the first shitter and get even more excited -- there's a hole about the size of a fist in the divider between the two toilets. I unbutton my jeans, drop them to my ankles, and sit down. Then I spend the next few minutes checking the angles of the holes, both left and right, and position myself for a good view. I don't have to wait long.The outside door creaks, then I hear the second door.