As I go in I can tell I’m not alone, in one of the cubicales is one HOT Ned ( the Scottish version of a chav) “awrite man”, he goes I politely ...od and head over to the urinal. Now I have a thing for Neds and chavs love young guys in trackies just something about them that makes me want to take their trousers down and fuck them then and there. Anyway he’s about 19 tall (5’11”) average weight and blue blue eyes wearing a pair of dirty grubby addadas tracksuit trousers and an old rangers strip (. I wanted to break down the door and beat the fuck out of everyone, including Janie but I couldn't move. My feelings of disgust now turned to feelings of lust. I felt my cock getting rock hard. I just stared at the sight in front of me. There were seven guys in all, I knew three of them somewhat. They were salesmen for the company my wife works for. The others were complete strangers to me, but I figured they were friends of Janie's coworkers. Janie and I were in our mid thirties at the time.. Annie was drawing in her sketch pad. I could feel what she was feeling. And what I felt was sadness, loneliness, and a lot of other things. However, I knew she believed she needed this time alone, to figure things out.A few days later, May came to me holding some papers. She had a sad look on her face, "I haven't been entirely honest with you b ... Leo."Concerned, I asked, "What's wrong? What are you talking about?"She couldn't look me in the eyes, "I know we both agreed not to look into. Not that she would've cared,she was pretty open mined was our Jenny(later on in the holiday we had a foursome with a couple we met from Cork,but that's another story).A few hours passed and everyone was having a wail of a time,more ecstacy,more shots,more dancing.At about 5:30 in the morning,we were all on the dance floor and the place was rockin' as the music pounded through us,when all of a sudden foam and water started spouting from hoses embedded around the dance floor and slowly started to.