They cry, then they beg, and then they try to plea-bargain me down to almost nothing. However I’m the one in charge and they know that they can not ...o ‘anything’ about it and will have to do ‘anything’ that I request. As soon as they realize that then I tell them that I want to start right then. Of course that starts a whole series of excuses like there isn’t enough time, the kids might come home from school, or their husband might show up at any time. I explain that I have been watching her. I drove slowly down the small road where Sean’s aunt, Gabriella, was supposed to have a house, I wasn’t quite sure where though, it should be the first house by the lake to the left, ahh, there it was! I parked my car next to what I guessed was Gabriella’s and jumped out, scanning the surroundings for any signs of humans. It seemed pretty deserted? I heard a sound from further down, by the lake, turned around and saw Rose and Gabriella come walking towards me. I walked up to them and nodded. She was finding herself increasingly distracted by the tanned masculinity radiating sin, his black hair mussed and tumbling over his forehead. His chest was bare, and again and again she found her eyes unwittingly drawn to the hard, muscular flesh and the two decidedly male nipples and tempting curls that tapered down over his ridged belly. Miriam had begun to further suspect that his attire, or lack of, was a deliberate ploy to out-nerve her. She took another deep breath, and was curious to. We would talk about the night out before hand and I took her shopping to buy a sexy black dress which flowed and hugged her curves. I explained that she wouldn’t be wearing any knickers underneath and we both knew the kind of evening we were hoping for! There was plenty of anticipation in the weeks heading up to the big night and as we got dressed in the hotel you could tell we were both excited. We headed out to get some dinner, I asked her as we walked if it felt odd feeling the breeze on.