Mike Boyer felt ill when he saw the giant black man board the plane. "Great, he's here," he said sarcastically. "That's Jack!" whispered Ali. "My god, he's huge. You never told me he was black." Mike shrugged. His rival was decked out for vacation, sunglasses around his neck, shorts, sandals, and a Hawaiian shirt open enough to show the replica of a viking hammer necklace that he always wore. Jack Hammer was around 6'6" with very dark skin and a flat top haircut. "Yo yo what's up, Mikey? Ready for some fun in the sun? Move over, I'm too big for the window seat." "I can't sit by the window," said Mike's wife. She was a nervous flyer. Mike got up and moved leaving his wife in the seat between the two coworkers. "Aren't you bringing one of the girls from the office?" asked Mike buckling his seat belt. "No, canceled on me at the last minute." "Oh," said Mike confused. Jack had a steady stream of female coworkers with the hots for him. 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And Ali spent another restless night. *************** Jack covered his face with the newspaper as the Boyers got off the elevator. They were dressed for the beach, but instead of heading towards the resort's beach, they hailed a taxi. Jack got in the next taxi and followed them. The taxi drove around the island into the French side. They pulled into a parking area and got out. Jack had his cab park back away from them. "Hey mon," asked the driver. "Why you following them?" "I plan to fuck the hell out of that sexy brunette." "She fine, mon. Good luck, give it to her good." "I will," said Jack paying the driver. He hadn't dressed for the beach, but it didn't matter at this beach. "Big mistake, Mikey," he said looking at the clothing optional sign. "Big mistake." ..............To Be Continued.......