I shuddered as we headed inside. The doors opened for us. My nerves squirmed. The purse swayed off my shoulder, rubbing against my side. My large brea...ts bounced in the light and airy dress I wore, sleeveless, a scoop neckline that showed off my lovely breasts, the skirt almost pleated as it swayed around my thighs.The concierge smiled at us. “We’re friends of Betty Jones,” I purred. “She should have left hotel keys.”“Of course,” the concierge said, a discrete tone to her voice. Hotels prided. "We go for pearls today, Jane," she said in her broken English, "We go on a boat we hire. You come with us?" No I don't think so, Mai," I replied, although the thought of snorkeling in the ocean certainly appealed to me. "You spend your time with your lovely husband." I spend time with him when we jig a jig," she protested, "But you my friend Jane, you come, yes?"She was a hard person to say no to, so I acceded gracefully and she clapped her hands with delight."Come, we get picnic case from the. I went for the straight forward plan and opened my mouth and probably figured this would be a one shot deal. I told Beth that giving her this massage and feeling her back and ass was turning me on and that I was getting very sexually aroused. She said SHHHHH I feel the same way please don’t stop. I told Beth if any of my massage was making her feel pain or discomfort to let me know and I would stop. I also told her if something feels good to also let me know so I could concentrate on that. I wonder if the bonfire is still burning." We could sit there for a while." And watch the drunk people." Have a beer..."Heather straightened that out quickly. "Steve, if we want to drink much beer, we need to go somewhere much more private than the beach. Otherwise my father will have to come and collect us from the police station. You can imagine that, right?" The house at the river?" Too far." Not if we stay there the night." Again you underestimate Dad's ability to get angry." We have to go.