Offshore ... the water turned dark and began to boil. Denizens of the deep were being cooked on the spot ... we kept moving up.There was a cave ... wa...n't much ... but it seemed to be as good an idea as climbing ... so.Then the sea started tossing rocks ... it was probably a mile and a half from our viewing place.Red glowing rocks were tossed hundreds of feet in the air ... and more. Rocks the size of ships ... one crashed down on the..."Hey, Josie ... what direction it that?" East."One crashed. The second part of the question to answer was more difficult. I just shrugged my shoulders and said I couldn’t provide any insight as to why Sandman was doing this. I secretly believed this was a twisted way of Sandman thanking me for fucking my wife. I sat with Doug for an hour while we waited for his father’s people to collect him. Doug didn’t want any more information he just wanted to quickly get out of the country. Soon enough a large black SUV turned up and took Doug away. I knew Sandman. Rough voice. Oily face always and has some sad story to talk always. She was like totally unattractive to me and I was like maintaining a decent show and was expecting a porn star women to ride in my life. It was weekend early morning, doorbell rang, I was actually naked on the bed , quickly put on the dress and white vest in half sleep. I opened the door, it was the maid, she was in semi-transparent low hip white dress, dark brown blouse, exposing hips, loose hair. She looked sexy for my eyes. They couldn't wait to get at each other again.In a later story, I believe it's the fourth one, I tell about Ann and I setting up a hidden camera in our bedroom closet. As I wrote that story it probably sounds like we set up the camera at that time. In reality, Ann and I worked out our basic ideas for a hidden camera, and shooting a secret video after the strip poker game from the first story. The camera in our master bedroom had been ready long before the first time they actually fucked down at.