I’d gotten a hotel room on the beach, with a balcony that looked towards the center of Barcelona and out over the shore. And there were people below, lots of them. But it seemed impossible for anyone on the pavement to see what the three of us were up to. Until, as I was kissing Mickey Mod, with Wolf Hudson's face buried between my legs, a much older man made eye contact. We moved inside.
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