That was Making me crazy… Then we went under the shower and she removed my jeans and grabbed my tool over my underwear and was playing with it. Mean...hile, I removed her bra in one swift move and pressed her breasts slowly. After that fresh bath. We both moved to the bedroom…I picked her up and threw her on the bed.I claimed on top of her and started kissing her neck and licked her earlobes making her moan aaahhhh.. Aryan.She was going crazy. Soon I kissed her shoulder and moving down to her. I like him a lot ; he was good fun, but fun wasn’t in my mind because I could see a tented bulge in his pants. Had he been playing with himself in the bathroom I wondered or had our casual attire started something. Kim saw it too and her eyes locked on it. Kim isn’t the brightest spark like street wise, together with the fact she leads a very sheltered life with her strict mixed race parents, so I guessed she thought he really liked what she was doing.Ken walked over to her and told her he was. "Nicole shuddered. "Sounds terrible."A woman's scream pierced the darkness, interrupting theconversation. Grant leaped to his feet, knocking over the bottle ofbrandy as he did so, and ran from the tent, followed closely byNed, Nicole, and distantly by the professor. Another scream, fromthe tents of the guides.Outside one of the tents, Achmed was jabbering in frantic Arabicwith the other guide and a couple of the locals recruited for theirmuscles. The professor tried again and again to. “Melinda, Nick are your passports valid?” I asked.“Yes, but why do you ask?” Melinda replied.“Be at Morton Field at 1400 so you can go through customs, the plane leaves at 1500 with or without you. Pack for four days - the temperatures are in the low 60s and daytime highs will be low to mid 80s,” I replied.“Nick, bring enough equipment to do remote broadcasts” I added.“Where are we going?” Melinda asked.“I cannot tell you and you cannot tell anyone - not even your bosses – that you are leaving.