“So instead of spending money on something alcoholic that I’ll only have half of, I order something non-alcoholic. But I still want alcohol becaus...e why on earth not, so I have a shooter as well.”“And what could be so distracting that you forget about a perfectly good drink?” you ask, curious.“People.” Your brow furrows in query and she rushes to explain. “I people-watch. All the time. People fascinate me. How they interact, talk, their mannerisms, funny little quirks. How they communicate when. ‘Monica, a David stopped by to tell you that he couldn’t meet you after work. This was while you and Vicky were… sorry, what were you doing?’ he asked. Monica blushed, yet again. ‘Changing, Sean, just changing.’ ‘Uhunh. Not! Vicky let the cat out of the bag earlier with her ‘screaming Monica’ comment. Somebody was muff diving unless I miss my guess.’ Vicky spoke up. ‘There has to be a first time for everything, and I imagine Monica’s had several firsts today, eh sexy?’ Vicky gave Monica a. Her other hand lowered and cupped his full firm balls, rolling and massaging them in her grip. Evan crushed his lips on hers as their tongues twisted and danced. His hand pushed down over Lana's belly and found her wet juicy pussy. His fingers using slow deliberate firm strokes ran along the full length of the soaked lips. Lana moaned and parted her legs further as two fingers parted her bright pink heavenly folds and pushed slowly inside. Lana moaned and her grip on Evan's shaft suddenly. ’ ‘Katie, I’ll do whatever you think is best! You took an over fifteen year-old memory and turned it into what we did this evening. If you, somehow, can make the fantasies I created out of a little making out in the pool seem real, you’re more than a hypnotist, you’re a magician – but I hope you can!’ ‘Ok, Cindy, I’ll work on it. Now, we’re docking in Catania, Sicily tomorrow and Matt and I may go to Mt. Etna. You probably have a tour, too. So we’ll both be busy until after dinner again. We’ll.