Under that was a laundry list of things that Gus Gunderson did to make a living. The list included "litigation for unlawful injury". There was a phone...number, a fax number and a cell phone number listed at the bottom. Under that a website was listed: geteventoday.com. Penciled in behind that were the words "(under construction)".Zack peered over Bob's shoulder. "Haven't heard of this one before. Must be new in town. It couldn't hurt to give him a call. You didn't hear me say that, by the. " Wesley asked. "Sure Wesley, more the merrier." Jackson smiled as Simon and Wesley walked hand in hand as they looked for fallen coconuts and anything else that looked like they could eat. "It looks like Wesley has found a friend and Simon is loving the way Wesley is hanging onto him." Desmond said. "I bet they will be doing more than holding hands. you know like what we did this morning." Jackson giggled. The boys took off and walked into the jungle and looked around for. One morning we ended up online at the same time and were going back and forth about stories we had read and how some of the profiles were absolutely amazing. We discussed straight sex, bi-sexual sex, even gay sex. We went back and forth for a good hour. She finally had to go and get ready for her run. I guess she did not realize that I was in town. When Noreen ran by and saw me having coffee, she stopped and came back to my room. She sat down and kicked her feet up. She asked if I had enough. Not to hurt you, not even really to restrain you, just the semblance, the notion of it. -spread your legs. i command. and as you do i push you forward. you lose balance, your shins against the bed. falling forward, with no choice but to put out your free hand and lean over, exposing your hungy pulsing cunt to me. i step to your right, keeping hold of your wrist, and place my left hand on your lower back. i tickle your skin. the room is plenty warm enough to be comfortably naked in, yet goose.