And Tom." Oh? I hope they're not asking you to marry them?" Joan looked appraisingly at the big, tall preacher. Did that little mouse of a wife satisf... him? How would he react if she said 'come to bed and fuck me'? She'd been home all afternoon and was on her fourth or maybe fifth drink so her mind was a bit fuzzy."No Mrs. Barnes. I expect she soon will be, though. Your sister is very grown up in some ways." No wonder young Tom had fucked her. Damn, she was an appealing woman. He liked big tits. We sat and watched the fire slowly burning down, now almost down to glowing embers, as Becky marvelled at how dark it got without any lights from civilization. ‘Want to go for a swim?’ Becky asked. While it was not a uncomfortable night, it was still fairly warm and while I was not much of a swimmer, I cautiously agreed and we went down to our little beach. Away from the glow of the campfire it really got tough to see, as we gingerly went down the short path to the water. Now free of the trees. Having been a customer, I kind of knew the drill already, but Angie wasvery good at sharing the extra details with me, and besides, with my"Trainee" nametag on, everyone I dealt with seemed to go easy on me.Well, everyone except the two businessmen who decided to have some fun,at first asking me to switch their table, then ordering drinks thebartender told me didn't even exist! Lucky for me I wasn't allowed toactually serve alcoholic drinks anyway, being underage, so their realserver got the. After eating my chicken korma and downing a pint of larger, I was considering approaching her with some lame excuse of asking if she knew Newcastle well and were there any good walks in the area. When to my annoyance, she got up and made for the exit. As she passed my table our eyes met and she gave me the merest of smiles and was gone. The subtle scent of her expensive perfume lingering in my nostrils.An hour later found me strolling along a wide main street and heading for a pub I vaguely.