Laura thinks she recognises one of the under-18 rugby team slurping a large coffee, deeply involved in some complicated discussion about the game they...just won."Mike, hi, I thought it was you" settling her pert bottom onto the seat beside him, and pulling his face close to hers.Mike: "Do I know you? Wow what amazing tits, better not let my girlfriend see those beauties, she'll want a threesome".Laura: "That's fine by me, do you really like my breasts?" she replied slipping a hand inside his. Once again she had a hold on me, this time marching me into thebedroom. Holding me face down on the bed, she lifted my dressing gown andgave me three sharp slaps across my bum."Hold still child, you were warned." Both women joined in holding medown, and sliding some pants over my legs. Then they stood me up, andpulled the pants up. My bum was really stinging now, and I looked downsee that they had placed girl's yellow knickers on me.I wanted to scream, I wanted to run out the room, but instead. It was in the Seychelles a small island group in the Indian Ocean . It is particularly popular with French tourists and was famous for its beautiful white beaches, food and annual festival. I was on my way to do a story on the festival. The reason I wanted to do the story so badly and was prepared to leave a hot, horny and sopping wet blond in my apartment was the festival. The annual Harvest festival stems from the days when the Seychelles were a major sugar exporter and most of the workers. Oscar was having difficult dealing with two visions of the world.“No, but if you have a card, then we can comp your room for you,” the man answered examining Oscar for a second. He’d seen plenty of people stoned out of their mind drop a bundle at the table. If he kept Oscar at the table, he knew that they would win every dollar they had just paid out back and perhaps a few dollars more.Not understanding what the man was talking about, Oscar said, “I’d just like to play a couple of times.”“We.