She saw them dancing with girls who could be her daughters. The jealousy stung slightly.They had answered an ad they found online. It was strange and ...nique. "Dance with us. Winner takes all. All of us, or all of YOU!" They had never gotten a picture of the couple or even a lot of info on them. It was a spur of the moment crap-shoot that neither of them expected to pan out, and it looked like it wasn't going to happen."You must be Amber." A smooth voice said from the crowd. A young man. To that end the driver drove like a mad man. I allowed Andrew to ride in the front seat without argument. The Brit was sandwiched between me and the Russian chic. Our bags were tied everywhere on the SUV. None the less we made it in time for the sailing. We even made it a little early.We were assigned a spot in the crew quarters. The Russian Chic wasn't bothered by the accommodations, so I wasn't either. We quickly learned that our job also included making sure the ship was secure while it was. Not by a long shot, it had paid off in great loot but it also meant she had to find a place to hunker down for the night - and better find it fast because the sun was already setting.Luckily summer was still on its way out and she wouldn't have to deal with staying warm when lighting a fire was a surefire way to get herself killed. It sure had gotten a little colder lately, but nothing a warm sweater and a bit of toughing it out wouldn't be able to handle, with a bit of luck she would even get. Tom was kissing her back and shewas letting him. Finally, Mandy pulled away. "Mmm," she moaned softly, andblinked a few times. After a moment she collected herself."Sorry Tom. Paul's definitely a much better kisser than what you are," shesaid with mocking pity, though rather breathless. "And I think you need todo something about your halitosis," she added. In fact Tom hadn't tastedthat bad. "What about the rest of you, eh?"She put her hand on his crotch and grabbed Tomes penis and.