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   PT Friends Holiday Part One

   I lay back on the sea wall and simply relaxed as I stared at the
Atlantic Ocean - I had come on spec really, fancied a break and heard that
this country was opening up to tourism - always a good place to visit, a
poor country just opening to tourism!!

   Id arrived late and had a deal.  A private chalet (a hut), part of a
complex but with a kind of main building hotel providing basic services. 
However, it wasn't really necessary to have much to do with the main
building apart from check in, check out unless one wanted.  Each "Hut" had
a small kitchen and a dedicated maid who lived in a kind of out house, she
was basically on 24 hour call and the main building was a fair drag away.
The other good thing was that these "Huts" were well spaced out, very
private.

   The beach was very clean, there were very few people about although it
was very early; I was jet lagged and hadn't got into a proper "clock
routine" yet.  I shut my eyes and simply let the sound of the waves
crashing up the beach relax me.

   Voices; I opened my eyes and squinted.  In the distance I saw people,
dark small people, carrying things and chattering.

   Two small black girls approached me.  Short cropped tight curly hair. 
Loose shorts and raggy t-shirts.  They were squatting next to me and
proffering their paltry wares; sunglasses and other trinkets and gabbling
at me.  I stared at them, they were pretty little things and those shorts
were baggy, plenty of leg space, they looked as if they were boys shorts,
too big for them.  They were grinning at me and I was happy to grin back -
they made me hard of course, I like little girls.

   We spent maybe twenty minutes totally misunderstanding each other,
plenty of laughs though, well I had only just arrived, I didn't really know
the score.  One thing for sure though, they were trying to sell me
something I didn't want to buy and what I did want to buy was something I
was uncertain about here.  Eventually smiling they left and I fell back
into my relaxed state.

   "Mister, Mister" I heard from behind me and I twisted my head round, it
was my maid; breakfast was ready so I got up and followed her.

   Food wasn't bad, western breakfast; I went out on the verandah and sat
in a whicker chair with some coffee and stared out at the ocean again but
my thoughts were on those little cuties.  I got hard again, and sitting in
my own baggy shorts it was quite clear.  I didn't care though; there was
only the maid around.

   She came out with the coffee pot and I held up my cup and she filled it,
smiling at me; smiling at my tent.

   "Nice on beach" she said still smiling.

   "Mmmm, nice rest" I said.

   "Quiet for you, nice" she said remaining next to me.

   "Yes, well I received two little visitors but I didn't have money" I
replied.

   "Little girl selling?" she said now squatting down next to me with her
elbow resting on her knee and her hand propping up her fat head - as I
looked down to my right I noticed the informal shorts she wore and they
were tight up her cunt - I started thinking about and comparing the size of
her big woman cunt and those little girls slitties in my mind and knew
which one I preferred.  I felt a throb and I felt my cock shift up a bit
more; what the fuck, who cares.

   "Yeah" I said looking at her "I suppose so; does that happen a lot here
then?"

   "Plenty little girl come here sell" she said smiling "you like, ok with
you?"

   "Doesn't bother me" I said taking a sip of coffee.

   "Sell many thing" she said again "I see you from here, you like them"
she didn't seem to asking a question, more of a statement.

   "Yes" I said smiling at her "but I don't need sunglasses, I got some
here."

   The maid reached inside her blouse; she had really big titties.  She
pulled out a crumpled looking cigarette and lit it and then took a pull.

   "Here, you like this" she said handing it to me.  I took it, it was a
joint.  What the fuck I thought, when in Rome and I took a pull.  Wham, it
hit me.  Now I was relaxed!

   "Nice, nice for you, do more, good, good for rest" she said "little girl
sell more than sunglass."

   "Mmm, yeah" I said slumping further down in my seat "yeah, s'pose they
do, I didn't want what they had to sell though" I yawned and took another
pull.  It was good, beats looking at the ocean.  I was staring at her and
she was smiling, a big black grin.

   "But you like little girl yes?" this time a question.

   "Oh yeah, love them, pretty little things, mmm, yeah I do, I do, I
really love them" I knew I was slurring words now - fuck me, it was good.

   "Nice pretty little girl, you like, nice" she said and I felt her push
my arm and direct my hand towards my mouth.  Another drag, wow it was
something else.

   "Oh yeah, I like, I like big, see this here, mmmm, thinking of those two
but couldn't speak to them" I said now looking at my erect shorts tent.

   Her hand came into view "good for little girl" I heard her say and at
the same time saw and felt her fat hand gently caress my cock, "good for
little girl, good for you, mister like good, yes?"

   "Oh fuck yeah" I said not caring what she did or what she said or what I
said.  It felt good "get me a beer from the fridge."

   I kind of felt her move rather than saw her move and I settled even
further back into the chair.  She brought me the beer and then disappeared.
I drank slowly, shutting my eyes but opening them again every so often
until I finished the joint.  I better make sure to pay her something extra
later I thought as I chucked the joint away and then thinking about those
two little cuties on the beach I shut my eyes.

   "Hi friend" I heard and flinched awake.  I looked up and a white man was
standing near me.

   "Alright pal" I said shaking myself awake.

   He laughed "just had one of Maria's cigarettes then have you?"

   His name was Jim, he had a small share in this complex and as a result
of that had a chalet (hut) all year round; he basically lived here.  It
turned out I was there in off season and apart from him I was the only
guest they had.  Early days you see and it was hot there, too hot really.
He was over 60 and really small, only about 5ft 4 and very very thin with
balding hair but he seemed nice enough.  He explained that Maria wasn't her
real name, I hadn't even found her name out, but he also told me about her
little vice and getting to know Jim I found out a few more of her vices.

   "Saw you on the beach earlier" he said "didn't want to disturb, heard
you were just here and saw you were resting and then had a couple of little
visitors" he laughed then.

   "Yeah, couple of little cuties too" I said looking straight at him, he
smiled.

   "Yeah friend, they were weren't they, friend" he said.  He kept using
the word friend, and he kept smiling.  He pulled a chair closer and Maria
had given him a drink too.

   "Yeah, they certainly were FRIEND" I said.

   He took a long drink and looked at me and nodded smiling "yes FRIEND
they are" and at that I saw him look down my outstretched body and directly
at my crotch "pretty cuties they are and lots more around too."

   "FRIEND" I said "you didn't say Friend that time."

   He turned back to look at me then took another long drink and staring I
saw him rub his tongue inside his lower lip from side to side and at the
same time smile.  I was getting hard thinking about what all this might
mean and as I twitched below his head turned again and looked at me crotch.

   "FRIEND" he said again and this time I looked at his crotch.  He has
opened his legs and I saw the same tell tale bulge, not much of one, but a
bulge all the same.

   "Friends who share similar pleasures" I said looking back up at him and
this time he was staring at my face.

   "Friends who like pretty little things" he said and reached out with his
bottle and we chinked and both said "cheers friend."

   Maria walked out with two more bottles and put a box down on the table.
Jim turned to her and held up his hands and held up 6 fingers.

   I looked at her and she gave me a very lascivious smile and nodded and
said "all girl" and Jim said "Yes, for now" and then she turned and left.

   "Six" I said "meaning 6 little cuties I do hope my friend."

   "Oh yes friend" he said leaning over and then handing me another lit
joint and another bottle "well you are on holiday, friend."

   "Repercussions, possibilities, mmm?" I said offhandedly taking a large
draw of smoke down and then followed by at least half the bottle swallowed
hard back.

   "None" he said smiling "not here; there are guards at the front.  As you
saw when you arrived, it's all walled off here."

   "But the beach..........?" I replied.

   He laughed "security at both ends, no-one gets on.  Fully walled at the
front and down the sides and then fenced from the walls that stop at the
beach; we have about 1 mile of beach here.  It curves back; you can't see
the ends from here.  Nothing to worry about.  Security looks after who can
and can not get on here."

   I leaned back and smiled "thought this was a family resort?"

   "It is; we welcome all kids here" he said and we both laughed.

   Maria got back followed by her "shopping," 6 of them, 6 little sexy
cuties, not one of them over 11.

   end of part one
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