The seats, thankfully were just good old fashioned padded seats. As our waiter approached and gave us menus, I noticed his eyes never left Liz as he e...plained the special and asked for our drink order. I had to grin as I glanced at Liz and saw her nipples pressed hard against the pink lace bra and pushing through the white blouse. She looked fucking sexy as hell. I would have almost be en willing to bet our young waiters cock was stirring in his jockeys just taking her in. I grabbed his. It was rumoured that after ten years many of the original staff returned to open the ‘new’ St Mabyn’s – a high school fetish theme holiday, where adults got to dress as school pupils and teachers and act out some of the adolescent fantasies that they never quite achieved in their own school days.For better of for worse, that is the holiday that you have chosen this year. You have taken a fortnight off work to spend two weeks in St Mabyn’s, appropriately enough in early September, just as the. I'd raised the topic before we'd left the table because we'd start to split up then and it'd be too hard to get everyone back together again."I'll take care of those when we return. We won't be long." We will be long but I'd said that to stop Mom worrying about the dishes. I'll zap them clean and put them away just as we leave."This joke is too much of a nuisance," said Dad, sure that there was no such vacation home."If you're unhappy fifteen minutes from now, I'll paint the exterior of this. The girls chose to follow us rather than walk in the possible blast zone."So if Ali gets off, then you'll go after him?" asked Jenny from behind us."If I think he'll go looking for revenge, yes," I replied simply."He will," sighed Jenny. "It's the way he's wired. He seemed to hold grudges against anyone who crossed him, which should have been warning enough for me." Live and learn," I said. "Don't make the same mistakes again." I won't, Dad," she said."That's my beautiful smart girl," Took a.