We knew there was a roadside loo coming up, so my husband Addy pulled in to the lay-by and I jumped from the car, not waiting for him. I ran to the la...ies. The door was locked and there was a notice telling me it was out of order. Oh fuck! I was absolutely busting, my thighs now squeezed so tightly together that I could hardly walk. I was on the verge of wetting myself. "What's wrong?" asked my husband, looking puzzled. "The ladies toilets are out of order and locked," I answered. "The gent's. It isn't appropriate for you to continue receiving an allowance." My face fell. Dad stared into my eyes. He smiled. "Relax. I'm not going to cut you off cold. I know how little they pay you for working at scout camp. We're going to work out new arrangements for you." What did you have in mind, Dad?" I'll make sure you have a reasonable amount of spending money. In the future it will be in the form of a loan. I don't expect you to repay it right away. I will keep a running tab of your loan while. My reflection had that sort of blurry still-half-asleep look, with big-bad-bed-hair and puffy eyes. But hey, she was sorta pretty, I thought. You know, I’d do her. And, knowing that I had nothing else to do, I thought I’d start the day on a high note. I wiggled down the length of the bed so I was sat on the edge, directly opposite the mirror. “Hello, pretty,” I said to myself.You have to love yourself. I learned that early on. If you don’t love yourself, you can’t expect anyone else to love. The tale Emma told us had included toys, girl on girl and anal sex, as she told us my cock was swelling painfully and I noticed Lisa gulping wine her skin flushing as she wriggled in her seat. I had begun to regret marrying Lisa and not making a play for Emma when I was younger and now I was so frustrated that I wasn’t enjoying a raunchy sex life.After waving Emma off I closed the door with a sigh and turned to face Lisa who was stood there smiling as she undid her dress and let it drop to the.