What kind of music do you like? Who is your favourite author? Remember that time when me and Ariel sang that acoustic set at the monk? Whats the first...thing you think about in the morning? We had known eachother for several months. After a school acting retreat, we had become much closer. He was graduating this year, and I was in the 11th grade. We were both talented, outspoken people. But he was so much more popular than me… I dont know how I managed to intrigue him so much. But I guess my. I loved seeing her pink little hole. IT was so nice and untouched I just wanted to have it. She teased me a little but lowering it down right above my face and running her finger in her slit. I loved how her slit spread open when she did this. She would stand back up and do this a couple of times to tease me before going on to the next thing to make me go wild. After she did this she still was standing above me and she turned around so I could get a view of her back side and she did the same. She went to the top of the ship where the surf feature was located. She sat at the bar nearby and ordered a Bloody Mary. Mark and Mike showed up about twenty minutes later and sat next to her. “Hey beautiful! Mark exclaimed. Tiffany frowned and said. “Thanks for being a blabbermouth.” Mark denied it and ordered a couple of beers. After awhile Tiffany warmed up and they began talking about the people riding the artificial surf. After a couple of minutes, Mike excused himself. As soon as he left. Even althoughthey had lost contact over the last twenty years or so, Sandy instantlyrecognized him."David, what a surprise. It's great to see you. How are you?" Fine", was the reply, David being taken aback somewhat. He had notexpected a friend from his college days to answer the door."Come in."David went in, sat down and they talked."I've come about the room to rent," David said.Sandy seemed reluctant to address the subject. Instead, she steered theconversation to where life had taken them,.