“Ok you English roses, let me educate you about coffee. I bet the only coffee you have drunk was powder from a tin or jar.”The banter about coffee...went on for a while and Tony ordered cappuccino for all of them.“In Italy we usually only drink cappuccino before lunch, never in the afternoon or evening, but I think you will like the experience,” he beamed at the girls.“I ordered a nice Prosecco so go with it. Two bottles because you girls seem to like to drink,” he laughed and Polly, Mary and. She was wearing a bright red and yellow bikini that was designed to expose as much skin as possible – she wanted a maximum tan. It was only when she had got to the beach, slipped out of her sundress and stretched out on the sunbed that she realised just how skimpy it was. She had tugged the seams down against the insides of her thighs before she stretched out in the sun but, after turning a few times, stretching and re-applying the suntan lotion, she realised that the material of the bikini. Travel, perhaps. Visit places where there’s no-one else in a hundred miles.”“Places like that still exist?”“I understand that they do.” I rose from the recliner and extended my hand. “Good luck, Yakob.”“Sir.” He seemed momentarily flustered, then altered his stance slightly to take my hand.I dropped my voice. “You are dismissed, Captain. Go live your life.”He blinked. “Bos.” Nodded once. And turned, walking away from the hotel without looking back.I stood outside my mother’s home. Thick white. She tried to back step saying she was sorry and that she was just in shock and taken by surprise. Brian told her that none of that mattered as she was nothing but property and had no right to have feelings that contradicted his desires. He went on to tell her that she would be punished and she would thank him for it when it came. ?Do you understand now?? Brian asked Stacy and she told him she did and was sorry. Stacy was told to go change into work clothes, which consisted of a dress.