I could hear the chatter and laughter from the party as I walked across the lawn, down to a wooded area where a path led through the undergrowth and c...me out on a cliff edge with a great view of the sea. I’d sit there for a while as the sun set and perhaps have a crafty cigarette. I’d given up (again), but hey, I was on a business trip. Who was to know? After walking the path through the wood I came out at a clearing where a dusty cliff path ran in front of me. Beyond this there were some. Before she had to go back and face hordes of squealing preteens with all their petty problems and ingenious ways of avoiding anything resembling learning. Before she had to slip back into her accustomed role as teacher and animal tamer.A Caribbean cruise was just the ticket to forget what a rut her life had settled into. A life lacking in excitement and surprises. A dull, grey, meaningless, juiceless life. But, then she had met this man, this man unlike any she had ever known. This man who. ”“Tell me Tara, how does it feel?” He whispered. I moaned. “It feels good Mr. Tanner”. “Do you want more Tara, tell me you want more.”“I want more Mr. Tanner ” No Tara, tell me what you want, how you want me to touch you” “Touch my breasts Mr. Tanner, I want to feel your mouth on them.”“That’s better Tara, but from now on you will refer to them as your tits. Now tell me again”I was shocked, but turned on. I’d never used such language. “Touch my breasts..I mean my tits Mr Tanner.” He turned me. And now Walter knew what Nicolette had done. “Oh shit” she thought “what if he tells my parents”. Then she remembered what she had seen what going on in their bedroom. They pulled into the drive and Nicolette got out of the car. She still felt tipsy but satisfied. Her little session with Siska had been so good. The fact that Walter knew about it no longer worried her. Right now she needed a shower.She went inside and found a note on the kitchen bench. “Sorry we missed you honey” the note read.