We were waiting out the rain, sharing the only picnic table bench actually very private. She began taking the lead in our conversation and he began to... respond to her. He looked over at me a couple of times and all I could do was smile wondering/hoping that she would find a way to fulfill one of her fantasies. The rain wasn't letting up and her nipples were getting very hard and very visible even through her sports bra. Our new friend asked if she was getting cold and she told him a little cold. I did go there and we did ‘do it’. She was okay and loved me nicely and skilfully. He was awful, I mean just creepy and weird and his body was awful too. He was shaved. I’m sorry I lied to you. I was just so ashamed I had let things go that far. Okay, it was time to straighten up. I needed to prepare. My boss ran through the details, all straightforward and familiar. The drug was never actually going to be in my personal possession so that was all okay and at the close of play on Wednesday. We first tried just allocating supplies at a given rate per person, but that led to squabbles and fights about how so-and-so had not done a lick of work and didn't deserve to get as much as everyone else. Rather than try to arbitrate such disputes, we decided to start issuing work chits. For each hour of work done on behalf of the community, a person would receive one credit. These chits, issued at the end of each week, then, were presented at the community stores when one went to get one's. Turned out he was that friend of a friend, so he and I started to talk him about life and such during this rather lengthy conversation I brought up some of wives were really hot and love to see them naked. This guy started to smile at me and said that he saw least one of the wives in there naked once at mark’s house. I was intrigued part of me wanting but then not wanting to hear of the woman being the wife. To my readied surprise he asked me if I seen that Latina chick that is in the house.