.”We cut to a shot of Renae standing outside the bank (they wouldn’t permit us to film inside) next to a shorter, wider, middle-aged woman with a ...ide, almost frog-like smile, black rimmed spectacles and short (dyed) red hair. Whilst she’s wearing a bank uniform, she looks very much like a woman who’s reached that ‘fuck it’ age and wants to rebel against polite society.Into a close-up of her face, getting a better look at her slight double-chin and mildly yellowed teeth. She’s way down the list. She hugged me, again a little tighter than I would have expected and I hugged her back our faces just inches from each other and we felt out lips open just a little then stopped the hug. Oh my, I am so warm now. she said, Wonder why? she finished. I wonder I said and she took me to the kitchn and got the lunch she had made and some wine and we sat on the back porch in the sun and ate and sipped the wine. She got up and took the plate and asked if I wanted more wine and I said Yes, of course.. I flirted as I told Dane it was nice too meet him. We spoke for a moment when his radio went off and he had to leave, so I said good bye and watched him drive off. I went home and crept into the house being sure not to wake my aunt. In my room, I stripped my clothes and threw on an over sized tee-shirt. I laid back on the bed and all I could think about was Dane. He looked so good in his black b.d.u. style pants and grey polo shirt. I slipped my hand under my shirt and started to finger myself.. ”“I’d be up for that,” Susan chimed in enthusiastically. “And perhaps Tim could conjure up some disco music on his laptop?” Everyone else nodded agreement and Jen said she’d get our taxi to make a detour to a mini-Mart for the food on the way back to the villa. “And remember to put brandy on the shopping list!” Doreen added.There was much discussion in the taxi back about the ‘dress code’ for the barbecue/disco. Doreen’s suggestion that we should all be ‘starkers’ was quickly ruled out and in.