He asks his co-worker where he is going on his next vacation; Melbourne; Fabulous; Everyone else is talking about the plague; He inserts his Earbuds.H...e uses the very Free Wifi; He sends him a message.He goes inside the Men’s washroom.He sits down to piss. He flushes the toilet. He waits. He sends him another message; He sees his Size 9.5 Blundstone in Crazy Horse; He comes inside; They have sex.He goes back to the British Airways Lounge.On the SeaBus, he meets a couple from Australia. They ask. Class was there. Everybody was holding their swimming gear, and was busy trying to push their way into the room. Kelly, one of my most trustworthy friends, stood at the back of the crowd, holding her bikini to her side. She was a bit short with light, short brown hair, a petite frame, and hazel eyes. “Kel, what’s going on?” I tapped her on the shoulder. She smiled when she saw me, and proceeded to explain.“The girl’s showers are broken, some of the pipes busted. They’re trying to get everyone. She’s young, 22 years old, working part time at a videostore while taking an art class or two at the local college. I’m 29 and I work for a major investment firm. I guess anybody with have a brain can figure out the score here… while I’m not rich per se, I’m definately not worried about where the rent money’s going to come from and I can afford to go out to dinner, clubs, travel, and all that good stuff. Kayla knows a good situation when she sees one, and it’s an arrangement I can live with. I. She shivered. With the heel of my palm applying pressure to her opening, I fingered her button through the lace covering, over and over, while slapping her bruised buttocks; until she cried out in release, repeatedly shoving her mound into the ridge of the back of the couch in a humping motion. Now it was my turn. Standing behind her, I undid my trousers, letting then fall to the floor along with my underwear. My erect penis, now at its full eight inches and thicker than I can ever recall,.