He'd decided what to do next and he needed to make sure that the girls weren't about to do anything that would change his plans.Bethany and the others...all arrived together about 15 minutes later. Freddie had put out some wine and beer. Bethany sank down gratefully into one of Freddie's pool side chairs and tossed her leather satchel to one side. The others were busily pulling on swimming costumes under carefully managed towels, encouraged by the prospect of the clear, cool, water in Freddie's. .what clowns. One of the idiot clowns had a Chicago Police Department uniform patch sewn upside down on his new leather jacket.This made him a target for the police to stop and investigate him the inference being that he "snuffed" (killed) a policeman or Corrections Officer.This would make him even a bigger target with the real deal particularly with a Hells Angel whom will promptly kill him just out of general principles.... if he were that lucky. At least Snake would give him a chance to be. The names and exact location are changed so that the group and members of the group are not identified.The afternoon went as follows…As the host of this little gathering, I sent an email to all the guys who had confirmed their attendance to the Speedo Party on the morning of the meet. Proceedings kicked off with us all meeting in the beer garden of my local pub (let’s say it is the Bondi Pub)… as some of the guys are not out, the pub of choice is a straight pub to avoid any anxiety such a meet. ”Tammy shook her head and told me, “She is such a twit. Go strip her completely above the waist and then lay your hand one of her legs so your thumb is pointing in toward her crotch. Jam this down on the part of her leg covered by your fingers and keep it there for at least ten seconds. Don’t be surprised if she starts to shake anytime you just graze her breasts, nipples or pretty much any skin on her stomach.”Ok? What the hell is going on?I hurried back out as Tammy went back to banter with.