As we sat outside the tent having breakfast it seemed like a good percentage of the men in the campsite found an excuse to walk past and say hello; most coming up with some variation of the question of whether we'd had a good night. Normally that's an innocent enough question, but the raised eyebrows also made it obvious they already knew the answer.
While I could be bemused at the power I derived from the bulge that universally formed in their pants as they perved down at my bikini clad body as they talked to us, I had good reason for avoiding a prolonged conversation. I was just starting out on a law career. I didn't want to find in ten years' time that one of them was a client who recognised me.
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