"Come here Pearl." There was no other choice according to the way he said it. Pearl did as told, her eyes wary, but bright with intrigue as she moved ...n closer to her brother. "Now kiss me." Danny had to lift his head up since he had slumped down low at the base of the tree. Pearl moved to sit on her knees before she bashfully lowered her head to her brother. Daniel's lips touched hers softly. He curled his hand up and around her head to hold her still as his lips moved more earnestly against. 'So this is what Jeff is always complaining about, ' she thought as she looked around the table at all the naked, and mostly hairy, nipples. She laughed to herself. 'I can actually see his point ... all of his points!'Biting into a juicy piece of sausage, she remembered why she didn't like to eat while dressed as hot sausage grease dribbled down onto her sarong."Crap!" Béla said disgustedly. 'Now I'll have to change!'She stood up and pulled the garment off. She wiped the grease off her fingers. Freya is so close, her ass up in the air, tempting him. He shifts behind her, smacks her ass, and watches her jump, a red mark forming on her ass. "Do I taste good Freya?" Bee pipes up as Jon is about to play with Freya's exposed pussy. Freya with pride in her smile as she comes up for air, nods towards Bee. Freya sits up on her knees, pulling Jon down beside her on the bench. Jon kneels at the edge of the bench, his hands holding the back for support. Freya stands then, her hands on Jon's. Then came the practical. It was a bizarre set up. Seated at a table that stood by a bay window in the lounge were our “guests” for tea; two elegantly dressed, shop-window dummies. “You are all far too inexperienced to practice on any of us,” Miss Carson announced, seeing our looks of disbelief at being expected to wait on mannequins. “When you can do things properly for Amanda and Sally here, you MAY be allowed to try serving Miss Matilda or her guests.”First of all we had to lay up a table for.