I went to the bar and got a G&T and a couple of his friends came over to talk. At first apologising for his stripper comment.I said it was ok and quit... a compliment really. They said I would make a good stripper, I laughed. They naught me more drinks and even had a dance. All very nice and I admit I liked the attention, liked it a lot, even enough to not mind there hands touching a little and brushing up against me. We had more drinks, some quite strong ones, and there. hands where getting more. But am I in a position to get at the truth in any other way? All that I possess as an instrument of research, without attaching undue importance to certain gleams of light which the regular appearance of the mysterious letters has shed upon the case, all that I possess is Gaston Sauverand's story. Must I not make use of it?"And, once again, as when one follows a path by another person's tracks, be began to live through the adventure which Sauverand had been through. He compared it with the. I put on my night gown and he took the opportunity to feel my ass again.I made coffee for the whole gang."Time for some more action, bitch, come here" The first man called out."No, please, I am very sore now" I replied, almost sobbing my tears.But he grabbed my arm and pulled me over to the bedroom.I sat on the edge of my bed wondering what was going to happen now.The second man came in and sat in the chair by the bed, staring at me."Do you want to be well shagged again, slut?" The first man. But the water used to get replaced each time the waves came in from the sea. From the first floor of the house they had a fiber slide into the lagoon. As we walked close to the water aunt removed her towel and ran naked into the water, I removed my T shirt and Shorts and ran after her, and we started to swim naked in the lagoon. I held aunty and pulled her close to me, we were in neck deep water. I kissed her on the lips and our bodies came close to each other. Her hands were holding my behind.