In the photos, you will see the patio wall is small and the gate to the street was just a few feet away, so anyone walking past could see what we were...doing. Sixth emailWe got to the beach about midday as we normally do and set up the towels and umbrella, Eve wanted the shade and I wanted the sun for a bit so that’s how we ended up. It wasn’t long though before I heard a noise and as I raised my head to look at Eve. She was on her back, her legs wide apart and buzzing herself with her pocket. Maybe Janice came too as we all collapsed in a heap on the floor. "Fuck that was fucking great!'exclaimed Mr Robertson. Just then the door opened and Mr Parker entered. "Your refreshments are ready, Alan, Janice kindly serve your guests." Janice pulled me by the arm back to the office where there was a trolley containing a bottle of Champagne and a large plate smoked salmon sandwiches. I carried the bottle and glasses and Janice took the plate of sandwiches through to where the Robertson's. Therefore, we popped into my foyer and dropped them off, before Rex, Jeremy and I joined Bob and Greg. Against my better judgement, I gave them the keys to my Mustang.TJ just grinned, “Now THIS is one hell of a cop car! Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of it. This will work great. They’d never guess we’re FBI Agents. We can drive around the neighborhood, checking for other vehicles and nobody will think anything of it.”By the time we popped behind Bob and Greg, they’d already ‘stuffed the. It was nearly three in the morning but Chad didn’t care. He was going to get that bastard. When he found the room that he was looking for, he banged on the door unmercifully. ‘What the fuck!’ He heard a voice say through the door. After a couple minutes, the door was answered, and to Chad’s surprise it was Rita, the prostitute that he had been with earlier in the evening. She was wearing nothing but a sheet and had a self-satisfied smirk on her face. ‘Well, well, you’ve come for some after all.