I tried to think of some way of bringing it up. Maybe something to do with meeting up to play together again or something but I just didn't have the b...lls to do it.Just as we were about to reach our vehicles I realized what to do and that was change tactics.“So, do you play here often?” I asked. I know it's a cliche at a bar or club, but who ever hears that at disc golf course?“Yeah, about once a week or so.”“Well, cool then. Maybe we'll see you out here again sometime,” I said as nonchalantly. Girl screaming could take place at any time of the night. I mean just because we'd say our good nights and I'd leave them at rest didn't mean a thing: "We're bushed, Cully, good night, sweetheart." Sleep well, Culburn."I'd lower my chair from where I'd learned to lean back and cock it, my socked feet pressing on the corner of their bed and get up from my chair: "Good night, angel. Night, Tommy."An hour later: a scream in the night. At the first I'd of course skulk down and listen at the bottom. Being polite I answered her saying something like I imagined it was. She placed her cup on the table, then looking at me with a glint in her eye said,“I was very naughty with you on the bus but you didn’t seem to mind. I would love to see it,”I guess she could see the nervousness on my face as well as the excitement and continued by moving closer to me. I pressed the record button on the special phone which was paired with a button hole camera which could see and hear. She slowly dropped to her. "I instinctively crossed my hands over my dick as Tori looked me up and down. "Don't cover it." She commanded. I took my hands away slowly. "Kind of small, don't you think Cassy?" "I don't know ... I bet it grows." Cassy answered. "Oh yeah, it grows," Tori shot back. "So tell me Bo, how much did you see spying on me? Everything? And how did you do it? Were you hiding in the closet? Tell me." "Well, I mean I didn't intend to do it. I was just, like, kinda horny after seeing Deb on the beach the.