Brooke ran into her area and I stood putting my boxers on getting my pants up as they opened up. “Sorry, is everything ok? We are so sorry about th...e young ladies peeking in.” they had them trapped.“Oh no, they were talking to me. I was already dressed.” She looked puzzled waving and the two teens hauled ass out of there. I pulled my shirt on picking Brooke’s lingerie off of the floor next to the clerk putting it with the trunks “I will take all of these.” Now even more puzzled as I walked. I could see her doing the mental math, trying to decide what she could give up. Like most users, both she and my sister were also smokers and drinkers. These secondary vices weren’t as enjoyable as heroin, but were cheaper, more accessible and didn’t interfere with normal everyday life. Even though dope was preferred, deciding on a week’s worth of smokes in exchange for one shot in the arm was at least up for some debate. It also showed that she had made some progress being clean, the urge. But seconds later, I changed my mind. I held it up, smiling at the paper one final time, and then I began tearing it into a dozen little strips and then tearing those strips into even tinier pieces before scattering them into the trash can.What happens in the Athlete's Village, STAYS in the Athlete's Village.Fully dressed, my hair perfectly tousled and again sporting my brand new hardware on my chest, I walked into the dining hall closest to the American section and went to pick up my usual. The only thing Kip and I had on now were two hard cocks.I took my drink, retreated to a couch and watched. Myia had each of Kip's ass cheeks in her hands as he started getting her out of her negligee. She let go of his ass and he removed her negligee. They stood there in all their naked glory as they each ran their eyes over the other. Once again they kissed as they caressed each other.Myia held Kip's cock in her hand as she slowly jacked it. She threw her head back as he bent down kissing her.