Lunch reservation in the bar at the Concierge' desk.The bar would be OK, just being in both places was enough for the lifetime Yankee fan that Joe was....By 10:20 Joe was bounding down the steps of the elevated 4 Train tracks across from the Stadium. It was raining lightly as a small group was queued by the main gate waiting for it to open. Of the 30 people in this tour, one female caught Joe's eye. She was a 5 foot 10 blond with bronzed skin. She was a tad heavy, but everything seemed to be. Hearing her voice, Dong gurgled softly and started moving, climbing out of the water and into daylight. Anne could now see that they were at the landmark mountain of the island. The cock-like spire towered behind them, and they were perched on a wide area that resembled one of the testicles.Anne closed her eyes and let out a long, deep moan as her body shuddered with orgasm. It wasn’t as dramatic as the ones she had before, but it was wonderful nonetheless. She ran her hands over the tentacles. On the other hand, Sheila and Jan had secretly conspired to find an appropriate gift for Michael. They knew they wanted it to be something to support his hobby of jewelry making and after a few searches on the internet and a talk with a craft store owner, they settled on a polisher/grinder, a device for rounding and providing a high sheen to rocks and minerals by tumbling them with an abrasive grit, something Michael had mentioned in the past, but had never gotten around to purchasing.Jan. She decided that paying a price for the rewards he offered was worth any demeaning act. Kim went to the door and it opened right away to the shit‑eating grin on Ken's rugged face. "Glad you are on time. I hate my sluts to be late and not follow orders," he said piggishly. Instantly Kim's face turned cold and serious. Oh, how she wanted to slap the obnoxious man but somehow he radiated a sense of power and control, which stopped her. Ken motioned with a jerk of his hand that she should enter..