But ya ain't gonna win stud of the year." Yeah, I know!" Alistair cried and pushed past her, but the teenage girl grabbed hold of his arm and pushed h...m up against the wall."Yah know. Then lemme teach ya," she cried out. "How tae eat me 'cause ev'ry girl loves being eaten out. Ya might be crap down there." She grabbed hold of his crotch and gave a gentle squeeze that made his eyes water. "So make up for it." She looked at him in the eye and took a deep breath. "D'ya want the girls to talk 'bout. But I was a lot faster and I caught her before she could get away. I swept her up in my arms and headed for the pool, ready to toss her in.“No, please, Jerry,” she screamed. “At least let me get my bathing suit on.”She did have on a nice pair of shorts and top. I stopped and put her down. “All right, but you’re going in the pool for splashing me. I could have serious psychological problems from being so rudely awakened,” I joked.She looked at me smugly. “Who says you don’t already have serious. "Logging back into his computer he was shocked to see that same window open up on his desktop. Moving his mouse over the link he discovered it pointed to an executable file already on his hard drive. "Whoa! That's NOT good!" He immediately updated his anti-virus software, rebooted in safe mode and then ran a full scan of his hard drive. Everything came up clean including the suspect file.After booting back into normal mode and logging in, there was that same window. "Well, what the hell?" he. Sandy and I complimented it and toasted her, and she looked pleased, seemed quite moved, in fact, I saw her nipples press against her blouse, and as I drank, thought involuntarily that they were probably more tan than pink. Then we enjoyed our meal chatting: about work, hers and ours, the girls once about their hometowns. Towards the end of the meal, the conversation turned to travel. Vivienne had, of course seen more of the world than Sandy or I on our trips to Europe. When the Riviera was.