The ball was in her court now."I don't think Janice will be very happy. I hardly know you at all." I think I can ease both your minds. Janice has an e...mail address. I'll photo my passport and driver's license and my car, showing the plates. I'll e-mail them to her. If anything were to happen, she could instantly give the authorities a complete description of you, me, and my vehicle."She continued to look at me for some time before turning away. "I'll think about it." Fair enough. Now ... about. That Saturday afternoon, in their villa there were many friends, nice people and fun and we were happily spending time between the barbecue and the pool.And that was when I began to look at those ladies, more or less mature and all very self-conscious and undressed. The landlady, who in her office was all stiff, with her rather small bikini covered with a gauze shirt open in front, highlighted her beautiful, mature body. It was a little chubby, with a hint of bacon, a nice round ass and two. 'Buy you another', he asked, as my eyes deliberately dropped down his upper torso and came to rest on his crotch. where my knees almost touched. He was clearly in his twenties almost half my age and that turned me on.One of the nice things about being confident in life and sex is that you quickly get to know how to seek out the ultimate in pleasuring yourself sexually, to dominate the males you confront and control their erections, steal their intended and freshly produced semen from their. She was obviously the older man's wife. "Damn that didn't sound right. I meant the car driver hate us and we hear a lot of them cursing us. Bicycle riders think Moped riders are even farther down the hierarchy of road users." That didn't sound much better," I said laughing. "I'm a lawyer, so I'm used to everybody hating me, till they get to know me. When they do, they still pretty much hate me." She didn't mean anything," the older man said. "Marg, had no filters. She just says whatever she is.