"Don't listen to her..."The man standing behind her put a finger on her lips urging her not to speak, or to respond to the nun's call. She had spent h...lf the Saturday afternoon working off her penance weeding the vegetable garden near the cottage. The weakened sunlight streamed on her back, barely warming her. She squatted for hours on the damp earth, still smelling of last night's rain shower and manure, while picking off dead or dying sprouting off of a row of radishes and onions, she had. “That was amazing.” Brandon whispered.“Mmm” Yeong agreed, seemingly quite sleepily as she nodded against his chest.“You ok?”“Yes.” Yeong said, looking up at him and blinking a few times. “I’m sorry, I feel exhausted suddenly.”“Don’t be.” Brandon kissed her forehead. “I take it as a compliment. You want to sleep here tonight?”“I’d like that.” Yeong yawned. ----- “They’re definitely fucking by now.” Sam said matter-of-factly, as he played with Tegan’s clit. He’d arrived home shortly after Yeong. "Austin's?" Yes sir," I replied."Passports?"Uhoh ... trouble ... Grace had hers, I had mine, Sally waved hers ... mother had hers done at the airfield ... but I had forgotten Amber. Amber had had no time ... and I wasn't thinking ... imagine my shock when Amber removed hers from her purse. We were led to Customs and scrutinized. Did you know the French have a bureaucrat whose job it is to examine your documents ... a Scrutinizer.Completely different from the man who riffles through your luggage. Saturday afternoon, a nice day, cool enough to enjoy the weather warm enough to revel in the sun. All four gals, Marti, Jamie, Tammy and Tina were out in the clubhouse, something girly and private. The doorbell rang, and my world was about to shift on its axis.I answered, Jimmy James, Jamie’s twin was the visitor. “Hi Hank I saw Jamie’s bike out front.”“Yeah she’s here Jimmy, there’s a hen’s conclave out in the clubhouse but, come on in; you want a Coke or something?”“Thanks, Hank, yeah, a.