"Jen hesitated. "Well, Gerard asked if I could stay for a few more days. I've met some of his friends. There are more parties this week, and they've i...vited me." They party during the week?"Jen giggled. "It seems like they party all the time! Gerard does a lot of work at these parties, and he's trying to finish a big deal, so he's asked me to stay and help him." How can you help him?" I don't know. His friends like me, so, I guess it helps if I'm there with him." Well -- I guess it's okay.". He indicated that he really needed a big supermarket; I think they must have been moored near the village shop the evening before.I threw him my car keys and he said thanks before asking for directions. A little later John, Patricia's fella, told me he'd seen Brian, Conway, Julia and Mike driving off in my car. I expressed surprise that Mike and Julia hadn't had their children with them, only to be informed by Michelle that Lindsey was on their boat probably baby sitting. It didn't strike me at. An odd, flakiness between my legs reminded me of my antics. I flicked onthe bedside lamp. Yup, there was dried cum, both Dan's and mine, over mythighs and pussy. I probably smelt a bit ripe too. I stood up, reachedfor my towel to go, grab a shower and paused. Fucking hell, did I reallyused to rub myself dry with this thing? It had been worn over the years,the soft fabric turned rough and, ugh, it smelt. I dropped it, grabbed ahand towel that I'd barely used (as Erik, I'd just shower if I. Tiff held it up when she saw where I was looking."This shocked me," she said. "And then I started to change."She tossed it onto a pile of clothes next to her that probably should havegone into the laundry basket. Tiffany typically left her stuff scatteredall over the house.Just then, the doorbell rang, and before Linda had a chance to answer it,Paige's mother burst into the house."I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I didn't knock," she said. "But Paige ismissing. She was supposed to be home hours ago..