But we're not here to commend you, are we?” She slapped his buttock hard. “Are we?” Brett jumped. “N—no, we're not, Kate.” “Why are we h...re?” Her tone was cool, brisk. “We're here because I came, when you'd told me not to. And I overslept and forgot to text a picture for your approval.” Another stinging slap. “Partially correct. We are here because you are a lazy, disorganized bitch who couldn't follow a simple direction—to get a picture to me. You are also a dirty, horny boy who came all over. “I’m sorry Mum, but I was so aroused with my stinging bottom I, erm, well, masturbated.” Sandra was angry as she snapped, “Didn’t you read the list Lisa?” Lisa looked wide-eyed and said, “Yes Mum,” and then remembered what was said about masturbating. Sandra said sternly, “So even though you read the list, knew you weren’t to masturbate you broke the rule. Knowingly, and given yourself that stain in your knickers. Is all that correct young lady?” “Well?” her Mum demanded. Lisa blushed. “Please. “See?” I said.I continued on to my room but Mom called out before I got there.“Mark?” I turned. “Be careful with Margaret. She’s always wanted a son but she isn’t your mother, and she’s not very discreet.”I was taken aback by her remark and didn’t know what to make of it.“I know she’s not, Mom, and I only want one mother.”I walked toward Mom and she came toward me. We met, and hugged each other.“I know that son, but do be careful with Margaret. She means well but she’s always been an outrageous. The man’s reply was not what Dan wanted to hear. "Oh, they're married, all right. Talked to the guy on the coach from the airport. Name's Bodecker, been married three years." Oh?" Was all Dan could manage, hiding his disappointment. And anxious to get away, he wandered out onto the terrace, trying to ignore, the exploding of his hopes. She was married.On the terrace, several tables were occupied but, there she was, all alone, a cup of coffee in front of her. Dan was transfixed for a moment,.