She knows you have a boyfriend and that you refuse to have sex with me, so she knows that either way, she won't catch anything from me.”Renee's eyes...grew wide and her brow furrowed. “Are you implying that I have STD's?!?”“I'm not implying anything. I'm just trying to tell you that Amanda isn't a skank.”We both sat in silence for what felt like an eternity.I was getting ready to ask her to leave when she said “I really did pretend it was you.”“What?” I asked, looking at her sideways.“Last night. The knock heralded the waiter once more and I bid him enter telling her to “stay”. I don’t know if it`s the norm in Eastbourne, but he must have seen her immediately he entered the room, however he never turned a hair, walking to our side table, and presenting the bottle in its ice bucket, then collecting the empty and then making as if to leave. I asked if he “liked my lady friend?” and he answered that “she was most attractive sir.” I said I suppose you will tell your friends below. We ended up getting a little carried away. Pinning me against the wall Roger whom by now I knew to call Brittany had undone my jeans and was giving a sample of his talented cock sucking. First my hands simply hung to his shoulders. Then I realized this was a performance making out a few shadowy voyeurs. I wrapped my hands round the back of his head and began to fuck his face to the beat booming. He was talented enough to bring my to the peak and back off. So I could trades places and return the. .. And I took the liberty of making several 8 x 10s without consulting anyone -- I knew these were photos that everyone would like. It doesn't mean we can't select more for enlargement -- I was just, y'know, eager to get started."We thanked Don and gathered around the kitchen table to see the pictures in the bright light available there."These are more or less in chronological order," Don said. "I think they turned out great!"He was right. The photographs were absolutely sensational. The early.