She looked like she was wearing lingerie and was about to perform her scandalous routine at the local club. Upon entering, sporadically placed fans p...ovided some relief for her suffocating bosoms. The bar was to the left of her, to the right, a lounge area full of visiting gringos and straight ahead: the dance floor complete with gyrating bodies, sounds of groaning over the local Spanish music and hormones raging. The girls were barely covered, some straps being ripped off by their dancing. Over dinner they discussed Simmonds Pharmaceutical. The research was going fine, the testing was outsourced and separate and for that they would have to wait. Dealing with our American partner was more problematical not least as they were, themselves in the process of being taken over.“The Head of HR they have provided us with is a nightmare. Considering she is English she brings out my worst prejudices about Yanks. So bloody puritanical. That bloody woman is so politically correct whilst being. I sat in my recliner watching my favorite NFL team winning and I was feeling good. My wife lay on the floor by my feet with her collar and leash around her neck. I said “hey girl go get daddy a beer”. My wife got on all fours for her role as a submissive walking on her hands and knees to the refrigerator. She did not standup to open the door, instead she opened the door with one hand and then reached into the frig and took out a beer. Then because she had to stay on her hands and knees she. I got up, helped the girls onto their feet and grabbed one of their bags. Two of them quickly put on a shirt (most hotels don't allow topless girls in the lobby), but Ana didn't even bother. They followed me off the beach, across the boulevard, through the pool area, and into the lobby. The girl behind the desk didn't even look up. The elevator doors were already open, and the four of us got inside. Before the doors had closed, Ana was already holding her bikini bottoms in her hand. She was.