“He was so distracted that he didn’t realize that mine were there to be seen, if only he looked!”“So, what’s the intention of this evening?�...� I asked.“We’re having a fun night out,” Megan said.“More likely your boobs are having a fun night out,” I said softly.“Well, yeah, that too, I like the idea of letting the girls hang out,” Megan said. “We got the idea from a section in that last book we were reading, ‘Emmanuelle’, where she went out in a very revealing dress, no underwear, and had. ”Murmurs and chuckles are heard throughout the crowd. Many are smiling.“Out other guests are the camera crew.”She points to us.Several members of the crowd give us a polite hello, but I get the feeling our attire is drawing a bit of criticism.“The commanders of each group has the full scenario. We’ve gone through the entire thing to ensure everyone will enjoy it. Let’s get to the base camps and have some fun!”The crowd claps politely. A few people shout phrases in Orcish and are met with shots. One more thing. . .’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Sing the song, Daddy! Sing the song!’ ‘That’s my daughter in the water. . .’ Tom’s voice was worse for wear in the early morning, especially since he hadn’t slept the night before but he managed Peter Blegvad’s song as best he could. When he finished, his four year old daughter on the other end giggled her appreciation, said goodbye and hung up before he could reply. He went through his morning routine and dressed. He looked out over his deck at the haze hanging. Mack had it all recorded.John said softly, “Mary, would you prefer a drink or a kiss?”Mary looked at John quizzically.“Your mouth needs a cleansing. Would your mouth prefer one of us to French kiss you or would you prefer a drink?”Mary looked at Mack, Mack looked at her. Almost telepathically, Mack shrugged.“I’d like Mack to bring me a water and I’d like you to French kiss me.” This was more new territory for Mary and Mack. Mary handed Mack the glass she was holding. “Put this on the bar.”Mary.