I brought the four volleyball players into view.I brought the four volleyball players into view. All of them had red circles above them -- shit! I scanned the beach for more guys. There's one... I whipped the PLED around and aimed it at a guy who was walking past the three girls, looking at them with poorly disguised lust. Green circle. I lined up the crosshairs and pressed the button. The guy stopped dead in his tracks for a moment, and his face took on that same bewildered expression for a brief moment. Then it went away, replaced by a look of sheer joy. The girl I'd "zapped", meanwhile, had turned to face him, and then they were running toward each other, shrieking with delight as though they had been passionate lovers who had somehow been separated a long time ago and had missed each other badly! They slammed into each other in a tight embrace, and he whirled her around and around as they kissed hungrily and passionately. The other two girls looked on in shock, and one of them put her hands to her mouth and began to giggle. My cock stiffened even more as I watched them kissing, her wonderful body pressed against his, those yummy boobs against his chest and their legs seemingly intertwined. Agent Charles Davis of the U.S. Department of Sex had made his first match. I went into the kitchen, made myself a peanut-butter sandwich and a glass of milk, and returned to the balcony. They were still kissing! The girl's female companions were standing around looking exasperated, and one of them tugged at her shoulder, trying to get her attention. Finally their mouths parted, and the newly-met couple turned toward the other two girls, who were shaking their heads, waving their hands, and saying things to them I couldn't hear from my balcony. |