She was wearing jeans, but not too tight. The day was warm, so she had a long sleeved t-shirt with a neck, it hung loosely from her body but not hidin... her shape.I picked up my phone and sent her a short message.“to your left, as you enter” I watched as her pinged and she searched her purse for it, she read the message and dropped her phone back into her bag. As Tracy entered the bar area she looked to her left and saw me. I waved at her as she walked over.Tracy slid into the seat opposite me. An hour and two drinks later she was at her randy stage, she begged me to take her back to our room and fuck her. This I did more than happily and afterwards I suggested she leave her bikini top behind, she just giggled and did; a big girl like her shouldn't giggle when they are topless. After that she was happy to flaunt herself, much to the delight of the other Hotel guests. The last day dawned and I wanted some pictures of her, but again she balked at the suggestion. Rufus worked his magic. "Meanwhile, give me a hand. The horses really like you."Mrs. Peabody was obese, but a good cook. The two, Marty and his missus, were clearly deeply in love with each other, even if she looked like an overstuffed sausage in her sweat pants and football jersey. She scowled at me until I presented her with the standard offerings I bring when a dinner guest: a loaf of French bread, a handful of flowers. It was a habit I picked up in Europe. Sometimes I even sprung for wine—but not tonight.Yes, I. ." Amanda asked , her voice trailing off.Sean looked at his feet as he answered. "Uh huh." He answered in a low voice."Did you like it?" Amanda continued."Please don't say anything to mom and dad!" Sean pleaded. "I didn't really mean to, it just sort of happened! One minute we were looking at the city and the next he was hugging me and we were making out!" Me too!" Amanda replied with a smile. " Jean had to stop me in the car. After dinner we went to her apartment and made out some more!" I.