‘The Philipines is like an adult Disneyland crossed with McDonald’s, man. You’re gonna LOVE it! For 20 bucks you can eat ’til you’re stuffed... drink enough San Miguel to fill San Francisco Bay, find a brown sugar piece of ass willing to fulfill your wildest fantasy, AND leave with change in your pocket.’ The anxious first-timers sit on the edge of their seats waiting to dive in. Each listens intently to the words of wisdom from the ‘old salty dogs’ and wonders if such a place could really exist. And this one here was that tight-fisted shrew the Widow Whatley. Oh yes, we have a lot old friends in here. But the gal we're visiting today is from out of town: April Constant. A chill got her, and they shipped her here from the big city to be buried next to her father. Would have gotten to her last night, but you never rob a grave on All Hallow's." Why not?" You just don't, muttonhead. Take my word on it." Clarence got in close and leered. "There never was a more beautiful girl. Now you're. You're damn right I expect to be compensated. I plunked down a ton of cash for you three and I expect that back and a bit more on top." Oh, our knight in shining armor," she said placing her free hand to forehead in a pretend swoon. "How could we be so lucky? So what now? You fuck us until our families fork over the cash?" You're funny," I grinned. "I like that. Sorry to disappoint you, sweetie, but we aren't going to be pounding the mattress together. I like my women a little older and a lot. His hand continued to wander, tease, taunt my body into aching for more, aching for him. I felt tiny licks over every part of me: down my breasts, my abs, my thighs, my knees. He got off the bed and bent between my legs. He pushed me back up on the bed and lifted my legs and feet. My knees raised as my feet touched the bed. His fingertips ran over my legs, between my thighs, around my abs, and quickly passing over where I wanted him to touch the most. “Oh, Jim, you are driving me mad with.