I love you more than ever," she said."You are a beautiful woman, but I am glad you love me more than ever," I said.She held me and cried, shaking her ...ead. "What's wrong, Baby?" I asked."You are much more rare than on in a million, my love," she said.We had a nice shower. We came out drying off, and went into the bedroom. Sammy and Dawn were in there talking. Dawn saw me and looked away. I heard her whisper to Sammy, "He is beautiful isn't he?" Hell yes," Sammy said, "but the real beauty can't. Mel’s mother stared straight into her daughters eyes, her lips pursed...”Mel, listen to me, equal terms, woman to woman, I know you aren’t a virgin, I know you’ve tasted a man, I know you’ve milked a man…..” Mel looked back at the woman who she knew as her mother but the language that spewed from her mouth wasn’t her mother. How did she know all this, where had she heard it?…...”I know what you’ve been up to and you have to learn to control it.” With that she turned and headed back to the cabin. After half an hour as we talked, I succumbed to a low calories cola. I was enjoying his company and enthralled by his eyes. His hands were a bit touchy feely but on my arms and hands, nothing intimate, but I could feel my self getting turned on. In fact I went to the toilets and my under wear was soaked. Aware of their dampness and likely discomfort of sitting in them and the fact they were an old pair, I removed them and threw them into the bin.As I returned, he was not at the table, my. -Ok+, she says, -I+ve got half an hour+. They sit opposite each other. There is something mesmerizing about her eyes. She orders a coffee for herself and a wine for him in the foreign language. He tries to make conversation. She finds him sweet. She will enjoy this. She smokes and the foreigner tries too. He drinks his wine too fast and she orders another one for him. As she notices satisfied, he soon starts to feel drowsy from the wine, the heat and her perfume. It+s about time. Her fingers.