Two month ago during our winter vacation in Cuba we were in the beach and she asked to me to put sun lotion on her back.I hate to have oiled hands and... joking I propose to pay the beachboy to do this job.Since she doesn’t say no I call Julio, a young mulatto about 20 yo, and give him 10 dollars.Watching his hands going up and down on tanned Rossella was so exciting!I tell him to move her swimsuit to avoid white sign and he rolls the panties showing her sweet big ass. I was risking to come in my. ..” Dempsy started.“I said that doesn’t matter! The emperor needs you in an officer capacity. Now be ready or Thomas is going to take you like you are.” Hartwell interrupted.In a low voice Hartwell and Derrick could hear Dempsy complaining, “Christ busting my head and balls when I am hung over I never disturbed them...”“What was that Lieutenant?” Derrick’s voice suddenly came from the communicator. Startled Dempsy straightened up, “nothing Sire I’ll be ready.”Derrick was again about to fall out. He’d hoped to be good and swacked when the time came to crossover. Liquid courage, or sober cowardice he mused. No matter…in the end, wasn’t like it would make two shits anyway. He didn’t think they try to figure that one out when they found his body. Palming the grip, he softly opened and closed his fingers around it, feeling the hardness of the wood with his hand as he mulled on his daughter, Cheryl. She was the single piece of the cruel puzzle of his life that would have given him cause to. Then of course you have Tracy. Also very petite, but she had black hair and bright green eyes with slightly larger breasts.“Well Laura, beer and wine coolers are a little milder than the Jack. The beer will be bitter, with an acquired taste, whereas the wine coolers will be more like a cool-aid with a kick. The Jack is stronger with a lot more kick. So what would you like to try first?”Laura and Tracy looked back and forth at each other. “I’ll try the wine cooler first.” Laura said.“Yes, me.