Finally Alice (Lin?) sat up and said okay okay and took another sip of her drink. Are you ready? As soon as she said ready she flipped down the top of...her bikini and gave me about a half-second look at her full frontal topless. I didn't get to see much, I said. Can I have a longer look? No. That proves nothing, I said, until I see hers, pointing at Lin (Alice?). Lin (Alice?) refused but now it was her sister's turn to beat up on her. I watched them wrestle again. They were getting a little more. It was her boss. She answered the phone with him still inside her. He was on his way over, one flight down and needed to speak to her urgently. He knew from the online work calendars that she was free. In a panic she pulled down her skirt opened the lock and tried to tidy herself up. At that minute her boss walked through the door. Her secretary ducked under her desk, the were both about to come at that moment and still needed to see through their lust. Her manager walked in an sat down in the. All of those qualities were rolled into the one person who was a happy, straight European gent.We also picked up the other two members of the team and headed off for the location; which turned out to be a large Victorian house somewhere in Bournemouth or Boscombe. During the trip the producer etc., who we shall call Sid for the sake of convenience, told us the plot of the story and it was interesting and easy to remember.The plot was that the three old farts, including one younger dominant. My mind's half a week away because Ed said something about a state park to visit.Through the fog, a voice intruded. "Dana. Dana! Can you work this problem?" It was my math teacher.And I was feeling put upon and a bit bitchy. "Does the day end in 'Y'? Ooops. I said that out loud. "Yes, ma'am. Sorry for the remark."Compared to my other classmates, my remark was mild, a good reason NOT to be a teacher.I pissed 'er off, though."Come up to the board and show us." Mizz Nagle gave me the evil eye. I.