Goes home and sees them tomorrow

Booker walked home alone. He needed to get off and considered calling up some bitches, but decided to wait. It made the game much more challenging.

Booker spotted the four girls from his chair before noon the next day. Devon was sitting beside him fighting for room on the small seat. He was another "enhanced" black man, the black lifeguard's leader, the one that had trained them to swim, and a native of the island of Trinibogo in the Caribbean.

Stephanie walked up to him as the other three girls tested out the water. "Hey Booker, where's Fred at?"

"Two stands down," yelled the black man back to her. Fred had gotten laid last night. He hadn't bragged, but he had come to work tired with a shit-eating grin on his face.

"Thanks," she called back.

Booker and Devon watched her ass shake as she took off jogging down the beach to find Fred. He could only imagine what her boobs must look like bouncing in her tight bikini top.

Booker then turned his attention on the other three coming out of the water. Allyce and Amanda nudged Erika towards the lifeguards and Booker watched with interest as she shyly approached him.

The shy girl in the one-piece looked uncomfortable as she walked up to the stand and looked at the enormous black men above her like kings sitting on elevated thrones. "Hi Booker," she said.

"S'up Vic. This is Devon." Erika smiled at the other black man. "What can I do for you?"

"I need a favor."

"Name it."

"The same favor as last night."

"We should go somewhere to talk about this." Booker jumped down off the stand. "Cover for me Dev." Then to Erika, "Follow me."