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ing his friend 'so abruptly. He invited him to-the
Island for a weekend. The chum accepted eagerly.

The agent’s weekend parties were all that Fire
Island orgies were supposed to be. Bonfires by the
sea where a dozen guests, all male, would sit in
skimpy bathing suits, drinking large quantities of
liquor and beer until, fairly stoned, they retired to
the house. '

In the large living room they gathered around a
fireplace, drank some more and eventually lost what
few inhibitions they had left. The skimpy trunks
soon disappeared in favor of cavorting in the nude.

The floor turned into a sea of sprawling, nude
bodies. Hands floated from one body to another,
seeking out intimate areas of flesh.

In the middle was the new acquisition, the most
popular guest of the weekend, the bumpkin actor.
Pleased with his social success he performed the
wildest of nude dances, climaxed by a public sexual

_display with his host. The guests, themselves occu-
pied with one another, diverted their attention to
observe spellbound. The bumpkin proved that a
country lad knew lots more about lovemaking than
city slickers imagined.

He had taunted the agent into a lather of excite-
ment, completed the act and turned to his audience.