Since Paris has the nicer pool, we agreed to meet there around 3pm.Despite the excitement, we were both a little nervous for sure but we were both eag...r beavers. After lining up to check in, we got to our room and wanted to get to the pool ASAP. I put on my black bikini with a loose dress over the top, Pat put on his red speedos (both our favorites). It was only then that Pat realized I hadn’t packed ANY shorts for him. He wasn’t upset but he was bothered a little bit. I figured that if we ate. ’ Penny had made Mark wear a new shirt and a pair of slacks that had been pressed to within an inch of their life: the crease down the front was razor sharp. Penny had begun to get ready an hour ago, clearly determined to pull out all the stops and make sure she and Mark made a good impression. Somehow Penny suspected that dinner at Alyssa’s wasn’t going to be a casual affair with spaghetti Bolognese and a bottle of cheap wine. When Penny walked out of the bedroom Mark took one look at her and. Adrienne put a hand on her shoulder, more for support than as a come-on. "You want to dance?"Daphne looked up into Adrienne's eyes. Her look was skeptical, but there was a little gleam of hope deep down in those dark pools. "Yeah. Let's dance."The music still sucked and the floor was crowded and Adrienne didn't really have much sense of rhythm. For a minute, she was sure that this night was going to be another awkward failure. But then somehow it all clicked into place. The dumb carnal. Higher... higher!”The knees came higher, the flesh bounced and quivered more furiously.“Up... up... faster... faster... ”Zelda was like a drill-sergeant who would tolerate no delay.Eyes wild, breath short and rasping, Maria and Heidi continued with the exercise, ever-conscious of the consuming gaze of Hans and Cassim upon them.“Stop!”The limbs stopped pounding. Mouths gaped, breasts heaved.“On your knees... hands on your head.”Heidi and Maria went down, almost thankfully it seemed. For they.