The cops would probably catch us and take us in. Not realistic at all. If I don't have enough sex appeal to have Larry even look at me, I doubted that...he would risk getting sand in his underwear.The next morning, I shaved my legs, went shopping and found a nice little "Florida" outfit. "Little" was probably the operative word. It was, well, skimpy. The white shorts were no longer than my crotch, and the blouse had a deep V neckine. I worried that it would look like I was trying to be a. He went to town on her and his tongue worked magic as it lapped at her clit. She was soon bucking and gyrating across his face, covering him in her juice as she came for the third time that night. As she caught her breath Michael got up and undressed fully. As he pulled his cock from his boxers Kate gasped at the sheer manliness of his appearance. He was an Adonis. He was well built without being obviously over muscular, his arse was tight but the real crowning glory was his cock. It somehow. The trip had well and truly begun.Eventually, after a long but reasonably uneventful journey, the coach pulled into the hotel at about 5 pm French time.The first task was to sort the pupils into their rooms which were all off one long corridor on the first floor. The rooms held four or five pupils and at each end of the corridor were rooms for staff, each having two members of staff. Fortunately this year there was an extra room, so Mr Smith and Mr Watts had a room each to themselves.The first. But this was different.Kelly awoke with a start. The first thing she saw was a bright light above her and when she tried to turn her head, it wouldn't move. She was fully awake in a snap and tried to jump up only to find that she was stuck in place. Her thighs tied to her ankles and spread wide apart by rope disappearing off to either side and her arms wrapped behind her and secured wrist to elbow, she was truly trapped. She tried to thrash and struggle, but found that she was hardly able.