<strong>Brad- Hungry, on the prowl - with a roaring appetite - exploring downstairs. </strong><br/><br/>Brad must have dozed off a little after enjoying the carnal pleasures of several delicous house guests. He was still worried about Tami's hasty leaving- but instinct told him she needed the space and head-room after such exotic fun. He ducked his head under the bubbling foam to freshen up - grinned at the thought of what frenzied sex had taken place under the foaming surface and realised he was the last standing- well, wallowing really. Time for a change - time for a stretch- and maybe even a bite-a guy get's hungry at work he mused.<br/><br/>He eased lazily out of the tub, waved to the few survivors sitting round the pool in random formations, sluced himself off in a shower and headed indoors. There must be food somewhere he thought- On the side, Brad was quite a chef- but for now, he felt like instant gratification.  And for the first time since he arrived - he was thinking food, not sex. But he was pretty sure that would quickly change.