We quite enjoyed it though. It may even happen again, tomorrow night even?”I left the question open and Gina left when Robert appeared, but by then ... reckoned that I had accomplished what I set out to do and that was to plant a firm seed in Gina’s head. A seed that I hoped would germinate into a voyeuristic experience for her and play to our exhibitionism. Robert took one look at me and asked what I had been planning. I just shook my head and shrugged.The following evening at nine I told Robert. Oh god. The invisible fingers seemed to hesitate; either because they couldn’t reach any higher, or because their owner wasn’t sure whether she dared go any further. “Oh God, don’t stop now,” I thought. Quickly, before the hand disappeared, I grasped my nightie with one hand and pulled it right up above my waist, while simultaneously bending my knees slightly to allow the hand to climb higher. To my delight, it did, moving up over the really sensitive flesh at the top of my inner thighs. The. After a few minutes of applying sun screen all over each other they finally lay on the mats. This was a very erotic event and it is on tape with a few close up thanks to the cameras and my expert camera work. (Hey I need to take credit for my know how right?)Any way the next 45 minutes are fairly quiet mostly tanning and not much else, they all chose to start on their bellies so they when they all together turned over my camera expertise went back to work. After about 30 minutes Jen got up and. She asks me why I’m doing this and Ellie says while she looks at me, “So Don Quixote didn’t get left behind in the fifth grade playground, did he?” I just half smile while I lean my head to the side. Turning from me she says, “Shit. I know there’s nothing can stop you, is there?” She turns back, “Well, there goes another windmill. It damn well better be the windmill that goes and not you. Understand me, mister?” I give a weak smile and nod while I pray she’s right. I can do this, but it’ll be a.