When my wife was out, I would welcome the opportunity to watch porn or chat online to women who were as like minded as me. I would flirt, send naughty...images. Anyway, I was sent on an EAL training course in Manchester for the week and because I live in France I was going to have to spend the week there. In the back of my mind I was thinking to myself that I could get up to all sorts of mischief. After all, the conference was taking place in a hotel and you hear of all sorts of scenarios when. .. who are you?" Carl was good at remembering names and faces because he had a system. He associated the names with something unique about that person. So in Carl's mind they became, from left to right, Neal the Beanpole, Babyface Barry, Mush Mike, and Jap Jerry. It turned out that Jerry was Chinese, but that was beside the point. "So guys, we find ourselves here in an awkward situation. Berry here pisses me off but now you are in my five thousand dollar-a-night private room. Does that seem. Tim and Joe are having another beer. They are relaxing and having a great conversation. Anne walks on a path in the backyard with a flashlight. Hidden by brush and trees is a running water pond.She uses matches to light lanterns around the pond. Anne goes back toward the house and uses the flashlight to signal Tim. Tim tells Joe to follow him. Anne shines the light so they can see the path. She goes back to the pond undresses to go skinny dipping. She drops her clothes on the pier Tim had made. I looked into her eyes, saw that wonderful, amazing smile, felt irrepressibly joyous, even giddy. I lay back in the grass and Flower lay on top of me, her head on my chest. I folded her in my arms and held her close and felt something strangely like contentment….After a moment she raised her head, still smiling and gave me a playful kiss. I smiled, relishing her prettiness, and the next kiss was longer… slower… deeper - still playful, but with an added tenderness to it. I initiated the next.