It was just like every other Walmart, everywhere, big, out of town a ways, and dead on a chilly Saturday evening that was turning cold, windy and down...ight unpleasant.I parked well off to the side of the store, to keep away from people who live to bash your car door, and walked inside. The first order of business was the men's room.On my way out of the restroom, I overheard two young girls talking. One was obviously in tears, and the older one was trying to comfort her. Their plight intrigued. He watched as she bent over and he stopped and admired her ass for just an instant. Then he noticed that his breakfast was on the table. "Are you sure you will be ok alone this summer. I hate it that Jenny will not be home this summer." His Mom said as this was the first year his older sister decided to take an internship between semesters at college. Personally he thought it was because she did not want to stop getting fucked by all the guys up at State."I'm not a little k** anymore, Mom. Geez. It was eye-catching and when I received compliments on it, I was grateful because to reflect upon the secret bond I had with my Master. I poured my master’s favorite drink and placed it on the table next to the implements. I heard his footsteps approaching, so I rushed to the front door and got on my knees. When he walked in, he patted my head. I saw out of the corner of my eye, that he had a bag of ice. He walked to the table and then told me to come over to the couch and take off his boots. I. He’d been so close to standing on tiptoe himself. He was tall enough to see Lara’s beautifully shaped back, moving, and there were no bikini straps on it. It was so easy to imagine June going bottomless too, and then her uninhibited daughter; or the other way round, of course.They sailed up the Spanish coast, with the bikinis and tantalising Girl Zone, until they came to a small town with a harbour. They stopped for a day, ate in a restaurant, walked their legs back into land mode and spent.