Finds Millicent, and an old friend.

"There you are!" Millicent grinned as he stepped onto the patio, modelling the bikini she'd borrowed. "Like it?"

"Very nice," he smiled, reaching out and fondling her, pulling her closer as she giggled and purred.

"Did you fuck that girl? The one who owns this suit?"

"What if I did?"

"I wanted to watch! I couldn't remember which room it was...couldn't find you...did you?"

"Never mind. You should be concerned with who's gonna fuck you."

"I hope it's you...God I can't believe I'm horny again...take me inside...please..."

"Frank! I've been looking for you!" a familiar voice called, making him turn to look.

"So good to see you!" Donna Gillespie cooed, sliding next to him and smiling archly at Millicent. "Who's your little friend?"