No one seemed to question it. With enough confidence, you can make most people believe whatever you want them to. By 5 o’clock, my shoulders were pi...k and warm and the sun had tired me. I walked down the beach to a cabana bar, bought a smoothie and propped myself up on a barstool, happy to be in the shade for the moment. Not a minute later, my phone rang. ‘Yeah?’ ‘Kara? This is Paul Hughes, from hotel managment. The man you were asking about-‘ ‘Did you see him?’ I asked impatiently, sitting up. Immediately there was a reply, "It would be harder and leaking more if I was there, with a kiss and a wink." "My god," I thought to myself, "It’s only 10:00 in the morning and she is driving me towards the men's room to masturbate." I finally shut the volume off and set my phone as far away from me as possible. Now, this friend of mine was a real fun gal and very trusting, so yes, she did know where I worked and that the office often was very quiet over lunch. I knew where she was as well, and. The dark haired girl, Benita was a bit taller with even bigger breasts and an ass that Jenny just about creamed herself over. Without a word, Lizzie dragged her hose to the hot tub which began slowly draining the water out of the hot tub. Jenny’s eyes widened yet Joelen assured her, “Don’t you fret one bit sexy, we’ll put this tub back better than before when we’re done.” After a few minutes when the tub was fully drained the other girl brought her hose up to the edge of the tub. Joelen ran. Two silent screams erupted through my body - one from the gratefully tensing point of impact, the other from my hands, which had clenched tightly around the handle of the bat. The red light appeared again. Sixteen pitches left.I should explain that sixty-five miles per hour is about the fastest a softball pitch can get. It's the speed they pitch in the Olympics and the World Series. But since the pitcher's mound is also twenty (and a half) feet closer to home plate than in baseball, I actually.