He was a tall young man, handsome, but I thought he could be gay.I asked Ana if she would like to have that man inside her.She smiled and replied:“S...ut up, I know what you are thinking… he is not gay” she hissed.I smiled and challenged her to prove I was wrong. Anita did not even answer me; she just closed her eyes and rested her head on my shoulder.A while later, Ana woke up, telling me she was going to the toilette. I turned my head, watching and enjoying the soft swaying of her round hips. She looked up at me; let me fall into her eyes, her deep blue eyes that reminded me of tide pools. Her hand came up and held the side of my face. I leaned forward and slowly kissed her, her mouth gingerly touching mine. I pulled back and looked down into her face once more. She smiled at me, inviting me in for a second kiss. I crept forward and claimed my kiss. This time it was more involved, we began to connect, on a much deeper level now. We were coming in synch with each other, a magic trick. Lisa looked back at him, not sure what to do or say. Finally, Mr. Carlson let out a chuckle while lightly slapping the side of her knee, “I knew it. You fucked him. You fucked him, didn’t you?”Steven stopped talking and Lisa looked shell-shocked. She looked up to Steven who seemed as surprised as she did.“Oh, Hell. I’m not here to judge. I mean, the stories I could tell you when I first started this company. I...”Mr. Carlson stopped himself. Moving back to his desk, he continued, “Someday, I. Laibah, the little tease was pressing her tiny bottom into the man’s thigh and even perched on his leg at one point pretending to ride it like a pony with her long tapered legs. I was certain the man was getting the pressure of her ass cheeks up tight against his gonads making him hot under the collar and eager to pull down her trousers and ravage her rump with vile liberties taken against her personal dignity. I knew he would never do that in public and told Laibah to not go into the tent.