She grabbed at her nipples gently rubbing them between her fingers. Her hand slowly made it's way down as she pulled another drag from her cigarette a...nd placed them into her now obviously wet panties. Brad took his dick out and started to masturbate while watching Missy. She looked at me and smiled, deciding to put on a good show for the boys. She closed her eyes and took a long drag from her cigarette, exhaling slowly while whispering, "Ooh Brad!"She started this slowly, but kept building up. I took his advice and turned in early—air travel always knackers me—strange, when you think you are sat on your arse for hours at a stretch.It was an early breakfast, then a 4-hour road trip. I noted the hung over look of several of the team, who hadn't taken the advice given last night—silly buggers. I made sure I didn't swap any bodily fluids with them; I bet they had been dipping their wicks in some poxed up tarts.Camp Kenyatta – named for the first President of an independent Kenya, Jomo. I noticed it was turned off.When I turned it back on, I had a bunch of phone messages and a few text messages from AJ. Damn he was right, he did call, and I sure fucked this all up.For the next six weeks we avoided each other, almost like two cats on a hot tin roof. I was starting to get over the guilty feel, even though I am still fucking Don at the office. Sometimes our boss Dan Fielding would join us for a three some. It did not seem to bother me any more that I was cheating on AJ; I knew. The girl was laying on her side with her back towards me. She was coveredwith a blanket but I could easily make out her pear body shape. Eventhough I was always small, back in school I used to be a promisingrunner. That is until the puberty kicked in and decided to give me hipsfrom my father's side of my genetic heritage. My pelvis grewuncomfortably wide while the rest of my torso stayed almost the sameeffectively preventing me from running well. Then in college I learnedthat when I gain weight.