"Cathy said nothing at all to Chris as they walked up the hill to where he'd parked his father's car. He wanted to make amends, to tell her he was sor...y, but the iciness of her silence froze the words in his very throat. Later, in the car and on the road, he tried to speak. "Look, Oath, I'm sorry about tonight... "Don't." she said. "I'm sure I don't want to hear it."He shrugged complacently and returned his eyes to the road ahead. Well, damn it, he thought, it isn't my fault. He'd forgotten. No answer. She went up stairs and looked in the three bedrooms. Alls the beds were perfectly made. No ome was found. 'Well I can't leave without saying something. And that rain doesn't look like it's going to leave anytime soon. Maybe I'll just wait, just until the owners get back.But they wouldn't. She looked around the house and found a diary. She knew she shouldn't read it, but something compelled her. She opened the book to the latest entry. "Febuary 23rd, 1925, I can't shake the feeling. I was pretty bored and it was only 2 pm. I still had 3 hours to kill. I found a guy bathe house so I decided to kill some time in there. I paid for a room, stripped down and headed for the shower. I had a nice long hot shower and lathered up my body, spending a long time on my cock, balls and asshole. I headed for the wet sauna. When I entered there was 2 guys sitting naked on the the benches. One guy was around 30 with a slim body and the other guy was short & stocky, probably 50 years. He closed his eyes and returned the hug, wrapping his muscular biceps around her soft bouncy frame and tucking his head into her neck, hoping to escape for a moment all the problems that came with the giant can of worms he had just opened.She felt good ... really good in his arms as he rubbed his skin against hers. Although there was a small fan eking out a breeze in the room, it was simply no match for the tropical heat wave that swept this area of the globe every year. Jackie's heart raced as.