Get da pussy while the gettin’s good!”“No one will find out if you two can keep your fuckin’ mouths shut!”“That ain’t likely to happen,�...� Chris chimed in adjusting his erection. All this talk about Ms. Chang got him hard again.“ERIC! Make him stop telling people about her!”“Hey, it’s a free country. Ever hear of freedom of speech?”“Eric this isn’t a joke. I don’t want anyone else fucking her, understand?”“What I understand is that you don’t understand what’s happening here. Chris, call Gary and. "That I do." You do Burt's job don't you? Mucking out the stables and all thelabour?"The burly man nodded."You sleep on a pallet in the hay barn? You have your... wicked way withthat strumpet from the pub down the road? You spend your nights drinkingand fighting with your dirty labourer friends?"He stared off again."And you do as you're told when your betters command it." She paused."Don't you!" she snapped.Burt nodded his head forlornly."Well then," said Lady Ann. "That settles it. You may not. I don't know. Some tropical island. St. Kitts. Blue sea, beaches. It's Erica and me ... you know?" I know nothing, Myriam. Why should I? You left me. You went away, remember?"There was silence. Children screamed and I heard the distant hiss of the surf. The horn of a boat, too, maybe."I woke up this morning, Bruce," she went on. "My body was sore and tired. It's very tanned too. I was in a bungalow at the seashore, all alone. Nobody here, Bruce. Don't know where she went. Lots of empty glasses. Lips press against the pulse point below your ear and my tongue flicks out against it... Lips close upon your skin sealing tightly to you as I suck gently a bit of it between my teeth and I nibble it with teeth sliding back and forth... My hands slide across your belly from your elbows... then begin to move in slow circles edging ever higher until my thumbs brush against the bottoms of your breasts. Moving my hands back down across your belly, I hook my thumbs into the belt of the robe and pull.