What class was it?"He saw blush and look toward the floor."Sex ed." Oh...what was the homework?" The girls have been keeping track of their cycles so ...we can learn when we are at out most fertile and when we can have sex without risking pregnancy. We were supposed to turn in our charts indicating where we are in our cycle today and I can't find my chart." And where are you?" If I was doing everything right then I am at the safest point in my cycle." And what are you supposed to do with this. But it was Sanjay who made things difficult for him. He lay down beside them and took hold of Sean’s erection and as he slowly masturbated him he talked of his enjoyment of Ginny. “She has such a tight pussy, Sean,” he told him. “It really is a pleasure making love to her. It’s such a pity that I will be leaving on Saturday because I would have loved to stayed and spent your last week here fucking her.” Sean could not cry out properly as Sanjay teased his cock and tortured his mind. “Was it. They formed a circle ,then putting their arms around each other’s shoulders, slowly began to dance to the music. Round and round they went bobbing up and down and getting faster and faster as the music increased in tempo. Everyone started clapping to the beat of the music and cheering the waiters as they performed this Turkish dance. The music slowed, almost to a standstill, and that was the cue for the waiters to get a partner to join them on the dance floor. Our two waiters came over. He turned his head slightly and I altered my aim. His hand lanced forward and I saw his biceps tighten. He’d hit something!He jumped to his feet and levered the spear around. I recognized the rust colored pelt on the mutant pig. As Todd held the spear down, I moved forward. Standing over it, I used my knife to cut its throat. The pig ceased writhing and we set to skinning and gutting it.A small fire sizzled up a few slices of pork for our lunch. With the flatbread Mel had packed for us we made.