He caught himself and crouched to defend himself against the huge doorman, but there was no need. He had re-entered the building with a backward look....ugging at his jacket to straighten it, Alex sighed. There wasn't a cab in sight. He'd have to walk into town.The suspicion that he was being followed began with vague noises in the darkness behind him. He would see no one, yet the feeling persisted.Climbing a steep street, he was suddenly boxed in by two men. One was heavy, squat, powerful. He. "I'm taking Monday and Tuesday off; maybe Wednesday too. You can stay for a couple of extra days to play site manager or just let Tim run things."Jack pushed around the still stationary Linda and said, "I don't know. Do I get a hot and cold running bookkeeper too?"That brought Linda out of her musings and she punched Jack in the arm. "I'll give you a hot bookkeeper," she warned with a smile.Jack rolled his eyes and said, "Promises, promises." Hey. Are we ready to go yet?" Tim called from. Twenty or so sun loungers were arranged along the water’s edge, with only half of them occupied. There were one or two portly sleeping Germanic types with voluminous beer guts, but the majority of the sun worshippers were well-tanned naked females, either sleeping or reading paperback novels. One of them, a redhead wearing a Venetian gondolier’s straw hat set at a jaunty angle, peered over the top of her book to check him out. She smiled and slid her legs languidly over the edge of her lounger. I looked over my shoulder as Joe and Josh both knelt each side of me with their faces against my arse cheeks. Dan had taken off his shorts and was standing naked except for a pair of trainers, his knob was sticking out like a truncheon pointing in my direction. Dan was taking pics of the two young boys slobbering over my arse.I was incredibly turned in and pulled my arse cheek further apart with one hand. Still looking at Dan I said, “Get some pics of my arsehole before you fuck it out of.