Then she put her hand on mybush, telling me that I was a very hairy girl. Ilaughed, she suggested we get a drink, so we got out ofthe pool and she wen... to make two drinks. I gotcomfortable on the plushest divan I have ever seen. Shebrought the drinks out and got on the divan next to meand we talked. I don’t remember going to sleep, but when I woke up, Iwas tied up with my legs spread wide open and my handstied stretched out behind my head. I asked what thefuck was going on here. Elaine. He's a disgrace."The person in the seat next to mine was a fat man reeking of expensive perfume. He sported a wispy moustache and a straggling goatee. He looked at me with his piggish eyes. He had a round face and an oily complexion. I could see that he was irked by my jeans, khaki shirt and the Nike Trainers on my feet. These were the clothes I had bought in Madras and I hadn't bothered to buy new clothes. I suppose five years in the altogether in the company of Odali had made me less than. Although I had jumped in the pool to calm down my cock, unknown to me, my cock had become rock hard, so as I got out of the pool my cock formed a huge "tint" in my swim suit, much to my sister's pleasure, as she giggled and announced: "Oh my soldier, looks like you have a lethal weapon; your not going to use that weapon on me are you?" We both laughed as I toweled off and used the towel to try to conceal my "weapon."I wanted to grab a bite to eat, both because I was a little hungry, and because. Miriam and I spent our eighth wedding anniversary in a small country hotel near Shaftesbury. As we came down for dinner who should be sat at the bar but Sergeant Toby Belcher, together with a very beautiful, very young, very black, girl. I knew that Toby's wife, Gwen, was a hard faced blonde who worked as a dentist's receptionist in Aldershot; on the other hand Toby had thought that Pippa was my wife, so when I introduced Miriam to him his puzzlement showed. Luckily, the two girls decided to.