I had a couple old wool blankets and a tarp. My truck got parked around back of the cabin so it wouldn't be seen from the driveway. I put down the tar... and two blankets in a little depression, then laid down on top and flipped the tarp over everything. Well, whaddaya know. About ten a big four wheel drive truck rolled up. A guy got out carrying a gas can. This was getting serious. I carefully aimed for his belly just under the belt line and took my shot. He screamed like a dying rabbit and. It was hot and people were out being tourists alongside the locals opening up their boutiques and kiosks. Claire was first up on the list. She was English and I could hear her moving about on her bed, sighing and moaning as she was obviously touching herself.Then I heard the distant sound of a vibe and as she touched herself with it, she gasped with pleasure. I could hear the urgency in her moans and gasps as she got closer and closer. She was obviously fucking herself with her vibe as I could. Knowing what that meant, I followed him to a side room that said Employees Only. I knew what was going to happen and I wanted it now. There were crates of beer, boxes of glasses and dishes, liquor bottles on some shelves, and in the corner was a small, frameless bed. He didn't have to lead me there. I lead him there! My ass was screaming, my mouth was empty and I felt I was almost home! So, here I am, for the first time and I have no hesitation. I guess I have been planning for this for far too. Every so often she would come back by to switch laundry, fold some clothes or get cleaning supplies, but most of the time she was in her world and I was in mine.I stopped for lunch just after noon and offered the maid if I could make her a sandwich. She agreed but said, "If you don't mind, I need to keep going."That was fine by me. So I headed to the kitchen and made a pair of grilled ham and cheese sandwiches. It was getting hot outside, but somehow a grilled sandwich and chips were calling.