But we can scare her. Maybe it will force her to quit what she's doing or something." she suggested."What would the letter say?" I asked, curious now....How about... 'Who is Edwin S. Robinson?' and have it typed on plain paper in a plain envelope and no return address?" she suggested."OK... that would rattle her I'll bet." I offered. It didn't sound harmful and yet it would get her upset I imagined. And then I had another thought."What if it doesn't work?" I asked her.Penny thought for a moment. It would be just five nights there; but I knew Helena could fuck a dozen well hung black guys in just that short time.And of course, my innocent wife would be able to fuck at least one.I was confused when I knew they had hired just one room to share.Helena came home one afternoon and the slut teased me by saying there was a nude beach close to the resort. But then she showed me a very tiny thong she had just purchased that morning and told me that she would never be nude at the beach…She added. Are you enjoying this party?” “I am surprising myself because I really am enjoying it.” “Would you be up for playing truth kiss or dare?” The Tequila had loosened Angela up and she answered in the affirmative.” So they started.Jane took control. “Ok we will do this by going round starting with truth. Angela on my left will start by asking the girl on her left a question that has to be answered truthfully. If she doesn't she will have to pay a forfit decided by the group. Is that ok?” “Oh yes.”. I made sure she was steady on her feet, gave her another kiss and then started taking pictures of the crowd around the star. Lou, I'm afraid, was forgotten for the moment.Flowers were being pressed into the hands of both Il Tenore and the soprano and wine was flowing quite freely. I saw Lou at one point with a goblet in her hand, sipping absent-mindedly. Of course, I didn't imbibe as I don't like to have my pictures anything but as perfect as I can make them.Soon enough, the crowd started to.