The lounge was quite small and the main Reception desk was in the corner near the front doors and I could see people coming and going. My imagination was working overtime already and I was thinking of him sleeping on top of the sheets, like all self-respecting Marines, in nothing but his jockey-shorts! Anal porn His pecs were not over-developed but his shoulders were broad and his chest showed only a few tiny hairs around his nipples. As we said our goodbyes that morning, my final act was to shake Lloyd’s hand (picturing, of course, in vivid detail what that same hand had been doing just a few hours previously!) and when I was sure no-one could hear, I quietly said to him with a knowing smile,
“By the way, I saw you on the porch last night.”
He stared at me and blinked in stunned realization, his hand still gripped in mine. Coincidence? Lloyd’s father gave me cash for half of the room-charge and I established that they were all, like me, heading for Yosemite.
