Then the faerie rippled, vanished.I threw a look behind me, saw nothing but more shadows writhing across the ground. Then I heard something. Over Nath...alie’s panicked whimpers and the thrashing in the tent where my sister and Zanyia were tricked into making love, I heard the jangle of metal. That unmistakable clink of armor.My instincts screamed at me to fetch my weapons. I left my gear by the fire, my short sword sheathed. I raced for it, the shadows billowing about my feet, rippling like inky. We checked-in to the small boutique hotel just a block away from the ocean. Angie changed into her two-piece bathing suit and they both headed out to the beach. The first day on the beach, Angie and I took the time to get comfortable with the atmosphere and the people. As they walked on the sand southward, the bathing suits got smaller and smaller. Guys were in banana hammocks and the girls were sporting thongs. A lot of skin exposed for a couple of Midwesterners. Needless to say, the beach. Brandon was not quick to agree however he decided he would go to appease me.I was excited when the day came for us to go. We arrived and found about 15 couples there. They were of all ages, which surprised me. A few minutes later the instructors walked in. They were a middle aged attractive couple, his name was Ed and he took very good care of his body. It was obvious he worked out a lot at the gym. He looked like he could play pro football as a linebacker. His wife Marge was a petite blonde. Slowly walked towards the chair of Uncle and he inserted his finger in his glass and then into her pussy by sliding the cheeks cover of her panty and asked to lick his finger and taste the new drink.Swati did so. Uncle asked her to piss some in his glass so did Swati around 15-20 drops in his glass and drunk all the liquid drink and asked Swati to have the left drink in his glass and she too had the same pissed drink. She sat on her chair beside to him opposite to my table and Uncle went down.