I had a fire and lost my cooker and washer. Replacement cost me a further £500. Brian loaned me the money and suddenly my debt stretched to over £65.... At a fiver per hand job every week, I was barely paying off the interest again. On top of this, Brian said that Malcom and Steven were getting bored and might not wish me to host them anymore. At the next party I knew what was expected. I sat next to Malcolm and Steven on the sofa after they’d watched a few pornos. They didn’t really speak to me. You look particularly sexy in your bikini with your beach wrap loosely draped around you. We meet your friends at their boat and after getting situated on board take a brisk cruise around the lake. After a fun ride with the wind caressing your hair we pull into a secluded cove. The guys kick back with a couple of cold beers and slip easily into conversation about football. You and your friend spread your towels and remove your wraps. As your apply the tanning lotion, you watch as your friend’s. "Didn't think you had the sack for it. You were always talking about how we shouldn't do this or that," Marcus said with a smile, resting his hand on the gun at his side. Behind him stood 6 other men, all heavily armed."I'm not the one travelling with a private army Marcus," Logan dug, knowing it would infuriate Marcus."I don't need no army to take care of you, I could do it myself," Marcus yelled."That's not what it looks like," Logan said. He watched as Marcus became angrier before he finally. Bob dutifully clicked his mouse, and the crosshairs of camera four on sat number 5672 followed what to Bob's eyes were the invisible ball, as it flew down the fairway. When it stopped moving, the computer beeped and Bob zoomed in until he could see the distinctly colored ball.He glanced in the corner of the screen and muttered the numbers he saw there into the microphone of his headset. "Got it," came a disembodied voice in his ear. Maybe thirty seconds later a pair of shoes appeared on each.