Her bikini bottom is, as you can imagine, very conservatively cut so imagine my shock when she nonchalantly reaches back and moves the sides of her ma...erial toward the center as if to make it a thong! I decided that it would be a good time to get those drinks so I asked her what she wanted and luckily she wanted a margarita. Cool! I think to myself. The drinks just might be getting her to level 2, which is when she not only gets bold but very flirtatious. Getting to the hut and coming back with. That sounds great. I’d love to come.” “Take your booze, grab some Coke and we’re out of here,” she said. Kathy’s eyes and mine met. She had dark brown eyes, here skin was sun kissed and I bet she hid an amazing body under that dress. She smiled at me again and turned away, heading towards the exit. Then I realised that I had a boner. I looked down, but it wasn’t visible. That wouldn’t have been the best first impression. So, I followed her and just 10 minutes later, we arrived at her apartment. "She started crying then and went on the offensive; "Well what did you expect me to do. I'm young and healthy and you haven't touched me in almost three months. Your precious fucking career means more to you than I do. You work twelve, fourteen hours a day and then come home and tell me you are too tired and I'm supposed to say, "Yes dear, I understand. Just go on up to bed, get your rest, don't mind me, I'll just sit here on the couch and finger fuck myself." Well fuck that shit. You shouldn't. She is here but she will not likely stay much longer. It isn’t fun to always be the only sober one and when people get too drunk, people like her tend to go home. I don’t like leaving Kathy here. Not when these people are willing to do the things they just did to me and Julia.“I’m surprised you didn’t run into him when you went downstairs.”“He must have stepped out to the bathroom.”I lean forward so only she can hear, “You don’t have to lie to me. I know where Julia was and the reason we are.