They were a deep shade of greenish blue and lead her face’s expression changes as our conversation wound around my photographs, her work and a few m...mories from junior high. There was no doubting that Elena was a decade older than I’d remembered Miss Forbes, but she was still captivating. As much as I was fantasizing about our chance meeting becoming a chance encounter of the sexual kind, she showed no signs that it was something in her mind. At first. “Why did you stop teaching?” I decided I. We did, after all, have a king sized bed in there.(I told you it was a humongous camper.) Well, we got some sleep but mostly fun and games. Making love with two women at a time is my idea of nirvana. We did the strokes and switch game for almost an hour with Kim getting my load while Judy peppered her with kisses and caresses. That was an enjoyable game which was evident with the two of them having two orgasms each to my one. Cindy and Sandy shared the upper front bunk and amused themselves. Terry’s eyes opened with a start, she realised she must have dosed off. She glanced at Bobby, he was still asleep, his chest rising and falling at even intervals indicating a deep sleep. She smiled looking at him, he was tired, she knew he was putting long hours in at the airfield, too long. She’d seen it in his eyes when they spoke on the computer, and she guessed the other three men were doing the same. Yet they never bitched about it.She quietly got off the bed pausing to get a bra and thong. I thought about leaving the panties on, but that would look silly. And I’m sure this masseur has seen hundreds of bodies before, better looking than mine. But I was nervous as a cat. I wrapped the thin robe around me like a coat of armor. A nice thought. Which would not last long.Marcel came in, introduced himself and asked a few basic questions about my history of getting massages (once), if I had any specific ailments (none); any special areas of the body he should work on (no, although.