Another night with another nightmare passed. I went to work Monday morning, still seeing her face and hearing her voice in my head. I lost myself in m... work. I cleared my mind and just worked. I was on auto pilot all day. Work kept me busy. Work paid the bills. I didn't need her. That's what I told myself. That night I had another nightmare. This one didn't involve being shot though. This one was of me, as a seventy year old man, sitting in my apartment, alone, staring at her picture and. He lay her onto the desk and started to pull up her miniskirt up to her waist, exposing her sweet panties with the colored animal patterns on it.He stroke them and pulled them a little bit to the side that her pink labias were visible. Grunting he went down to lick with his tongue on them and went on his clit and deeper into her unexplored pussy.Mandy was moaning silently because she didn`t know this strange fine feeling, but suddenly realized the situation again and looked at him with. I mentioned this to the organiser he smiled and winked saying,"The cocktails work very well getting the girls ready, our special recipe insures that."Just then the doors opened and about eight guys came in all looking quite similar, athletic dark. I looked over towards Kaz she was holding Gina's hand and they were both giggling. The guys split up each choosing a different girls. The orgainer told us we could go over or just sit down and watch. I walked over towards Kaz. A guy stood behind her. Joan suggested we stay at the resort for dinner and evening activities.The resort has a casual cafe and bar and on some evenings dancing. The overall look of the cafe is California casual, with bamboo tables inside and out. The walls open out to a patio and a number of tables are outside. Lighting is Tiki torches. The bar has several stools and the bartenders, always women, are friendly and quick to remember your preferences.Joan and I arrived at the cafe around seven pm. The hostess told us we.