We lazed and cuddled in the sun touching and caressing, no sense of urgency, just taking in the surroundings. ‘What ya looking at?’ Barbra asked. ... pointed at the tree line, ‘Looks like an old rangers tower up there.’ Barbra got up on her knees to look, I nipped at her ass in front of me. She swatted at me, ‘Come on, let’s go check it out.’ I groaned and fell back to the blanket. ‘Come on,’ She turned back to me and cupped her tits to jiggle them at me, ‘You never know what you’ll get when we. We'd converted a wing of the Sales Centre to provide some lecture rooms and a couple of rooms for practical work as well of course as the cells to provide secure accommodation for our "training aids".We'd brought together a group of five for this first session. Freddie had canvassed some of our existing customers and got them to recommend people. Two of our trainees were members of the family of existing owners, one had just bought their first slave, the two others were prospective owners,. I stop at my trunk and the younger driver gets in the rig and the other guy lingers outside.We make eye contact. Then the lingering look. Then the nod. I walk towards where he was and we begin to talk. He asks me if I’m hungry - the slang term for am I a cocksucker. I learned this. I nodded. But I asked about his partner. He said we would go in bunk. So we entered truck and his partner seemed to know. The older driver zipped the door to bunk. We began undressing. I could hear straight porn. "What is this Tequila you speak of, Peter?"Luningning gave her sister a disapproving glance for using my first name."Thank you for using my first name, Tala. I appreciate it."She got my true meaning and gave me a shy smile."As to Tequila, it's a Mexican drink and its made from the cactus plant. You know what a cactus is, right?"Both girls nodded, and I went on, wondering if Luningning knew what Tala was doing under the table. I spent several minute rambling on about tequila, and as our wine.