Rufus pulled back the curtains facing us and opened some French windows. There was a superb view of the harbour and the lights reflecting of the sea. ...A cool wind off the water swept through the room. They sat us down on the settee and offered us a drink."Have some rum." said Robert handing me a very large glassful." I tried it, flat diet coke. "God! It's strong but very nice." I remarked and drank most of the glass. Robert grinned at me. He turned to Bev and asked what she would like. She asked. '' Tiffany stood so close to me that I could smell her. She had an amazing amount of body heat and it radiated right to my crotch, carrying an odor of something exotically sweet and her own musky scent. The combination was a strong knockout and before I realized it , my dick was making a little tent under the sheets. Tiffany noticed that right away. " Coffee, sir ?" There was a knowing smile on her dark beautiful face as she poured a cup and leaned perilously close as she gave it to me . Her. Another one of my fantasies...lol.It had become our practice, when on a sexual adventure, to sit me down on a bar stool, never a table. He loved to watch men make passes at girls who don’t wear glasses. It wasn’t long before I was surrounded, offers to buy both of us a drink. I have gotten him more free drinks than most strippers get in a lifetime.One heavy set white guy in a tight tee, so short his belly flab protruded out and over his belt buckle, bellied up to the bar, standing right in. It is interesting that she expected it, as he just stood there and taking her into his sight. He was so stunned by the sight before him; he forgot to close the door.Edith’s room was on the other side of the hallway from Carol’s. When the doors were open, you could see the beds of each of the women. Edith quietly went into her bedroom, and sat on the bed, left the light off, making it hard to see her. She is watching everything that was going on in Carol’s bedroom, because she expects sex.