. maaan you’re a f*cking homo if you don`t hit that tonight.... at least do it for the team and u can tell all about how she was later... we`ll buy ... a 6 pack! So tired of their drunken horny shit and being drunk and horny myself I started making my way over to her. I could see that the closer I got the more nervous she became, her eyes however still stayed glued onto me. I smiled and looked her in those big beautiful green eyes and said: Hi H. how’s it hangin’?H: (kinda nervous) Hi Max.. After calming down a bit Dan asked what I though about the whole thing and I told him that at first I was horrified but after a short while I got really into the idea and couldn’t wait. He told me again that whatever I wanted to do was fine by him and that he loved the idea of me being a slut, in fact he couldn’t wait. We fucked another couple of times that night whilst thinking about it. On Saturday morning Dan got a call from his boss and had to go into work, he had to work on a last minute. Back at the village I explained what I had in mind, the women with their nimble fingers would tie the walkway portion after the men had completed the frame. The legs of the walkway would be 3”x 12' of which 3' would be buried in the river bottom. Each pair of legs would be joined by 3” x 2 ½ ' cross pieces. Each pair of legs 6' apart, Bottom frame resting on the cross pieces and tied with wet leather straps to be 1 ½ “ by 8' over lap to be whipped together. Walkway to be 1 ½ “ by 2 ½ ' bamboo. The bartender filled up a tall glass and placed it in front of her and went back about her business. Sarah scanned the room and her eyes fell back onto the green eyed man who is now staring into his beer intently. She studied him for a moment but found her view became blocked. She looked up to find a tall lanky blonde man leering at her, one of the unsavoury ones. “Well hello there baby” he slurred. “Don’t remember ever seeing you in here before” She looked back down at her drink only to feel.