Tappi, a sweaty, older white woman sits at the bar smiling at me, as does an otherwise faceless guy. We all bust out laughing. Tappi snorts in a rough... road-trucker manner, ‘You gotta take it anyway you can!’ in the same vein as Janis Joplin desperately belting out, ‘…get it while you can.’ We share a knowing laugh between women. I keep walking and –ooh…there’s Kareem, the petite white boy who wears sleeveless shirts to show off his arms. His eyes are sexy blue. We are thirsty and visually. Her excitement was returning some, and she was even somewhat proud of her newfound exhibitionism. "Yes," she smiled again, "I'd say 'Heavenly' works." She turned to face both Freja and the man. Freja was still gloriously nude. The man, only a few years Freja's senior, stood next to her wearing jeans, a black button down shirt with the sleeves rolled up to the elbow, and green trainers. Ailis extended her hand as she stepped to narrow the gap between them. "Hello, I'm Ailis." Hello Ailis," he. I answered to see Pav and John smiling at the door. They both looked me up and down and nodded approval at my outfit. I walked in front of them knowing their eyes were looking at my sexy swing accentuated by my heels. From the back I looked like I had no underwear on at all. Daddy said hi and chatted to the guys as I slipped on my white pinny and cooked breakfast for them. I looked around to see Pav slip his arm around John and guide him to his seat. John looked to lean in but I shook myself. So, after dinner and a quick trip to her room, they took over the stage with Tyson and the twins.Kim even joined in. She was one mean guitar player when she wanted to be. She and Tyson soon had the place rocking and the oldies and little kids going to bed. The rest quickly folded up some of the tables to provide a bigger dance floor.Adison collected Justin and took him back to her room. Justin was both excited and nervous. He hadn’t worried too much about girls in the first couple of years at.