“Please,” I moaned, and thrust my hips up to meet him. “Not so fast, my slut,” he said. I felt the head of his cock pressing on my swollen cl...t, rubbing back and forth then down to tease my achingly empty hole. “Please, what?” he said, as he continued the torture. “Please fuck me,” I whimpered. “Fuck you? Fuck you, where?” he demanded. “Where ever you want, just fuck me, please,” He looked at me with a devilish grin, “Anywhere? What if I fuck your big fat thighs? I felt him withdraw. It was usually the quieter part where I would take a sun bed as it allowed me to watch people going in and out of the shower so lots to see through the afternoon.Most days there would be a few couples sunbathing and also a few gay guys andon the odd occasion late afternoon you would get the odd single female.One couple who I saw every time was an older couple from Germany who I got to know as Helen and Joseph and although Joseph wouldnt say much Helen spoke every day. She was rather fit for an. As it turned out Peio and a couple of local builders had been loosely kicking a similar idea around. Their plan was to build a house and then sell it, buy another block of land and start all over again. They had in mind to use three basic house designs but vary the appearances via Peio's prefab walls.Ron and I indicated that we were interested in investing in such a project and also we had several lots of land available close to town. Peio suggested he get in touch with the two builders and if. She's a country girl too. Never been east of Basingstoke as far as I'm aware. She would do if she had to of course, I'm sure." How old is she?" Twenty-six." Young enough to change horses." I hadn't thought of that." Right. Let me think about it a bit longer. I've got a case I'm handling personally which is taking up most of my time at the moment but I'll try and fit Gerry in for half an hour's chat next week. I'll let you know what comes out of it." Many thanks, Plasters. I couldn't ask for.