Once at the party, Anna drank heavily. While mixing, I came across her while she was talking to a guy. She spotted me and snuggled up to him--I think ...he was trying to make me jealous, but it didn't work for I am not the jealous time. Later when I past by them, she suddenly lunged at him and they started to kiss. I observed them for a little while. The party was very big and loud, and I doubt anyone else noticed them. A while later, I was loitering around the food, talking to a lovely woman,. I wanted to open it but couldn't risk Cheryl catching me looking at it if there was something written on it or falling out of it. Finally, she stepped into the bathroom and closed the door, giving me the opportunity to dig out and un-crumple the napkin, excited to see the pretty handwriting penned on the inside.“Marshland Room. Midnight tonight. Do not be careless.”~~~~~~~~~~~~~~On our way out of the B&B to get a ride to our first destination, Cheryl called my attention to a couple getting into. “Guide me to the rack, mate?” he asked. I came behind him, took some weight off the bar and guided the weight to the squat rack. As he lowered the bar into the rack it seemed that he did an exaggerated hip trust so that he grinned with his ass against me. This first time I put it down to a mistake and stood there waiting for him to recover before he did his next set. He took his time, strutted around and I found myself following his every movement with my eyes. His muscles were pumped, he was. What? No. Jay, I was going to say... what happened last night... it can't happen again." What? Why?" "Because it shouldn't have happened in the first place!" I argued."Why not? You enjoyed it didn't you? I mean, you very clearly enjoyed it. I saw the evidence." No. I mean, yes but--" Okay, so what's the problem?" The problem is you're my son, and I'm your father. And we shouldn't even be exposing ourselves each other, let alone gratifying ourselves in each other's presence." I really don't see.