A bar andfridge on the far wall completed the fittings.I let my body slump sideways onto the bed. For a while I closed my eyes,luxuriating in the soft...ess of the sheets on my face.I opened my eyes and saw the guard looking at me. I smiled. He smiledback. I parted my lips and ran the tip of my tongue over my front teeth.His eyes widened. I wriggled upright, arching my back and pointing myboobs at him. I looked down at the rope, then back up at him, poutingand raising an eyebrow.He nodded,. I moved to one of a pair of chairs under a sunshade.Dave brought out drinks, including an orange juice for Annabel. As he served me a beer, Sue came and took the chair next me. Unlike the rest of us, she had remained clothed in pale blue trousers and a white top. She settled in the chair without so much as a glance down at my crotch.“She is beautiful, isn’t she?” she asked and, as the reclining Annabel was the centre of our view, I assumed that was who she was referring to. I hesitated, not. “Hi Andrew, I’m working this table for a different reason that you’ll soon discover. If I can trust you to keep what you see and hear to yourself, I’m sure we can discuss what happened on a future date.”“I look forward to it,” he smiled, observing the deep cleavage of the three women.“This is Dan and Wendy. They’re on their honeymoon and Holly and I are Dan and Wendy’s weekend wives,” she introduced, and he gave an odd look to her introduction.“I’ll explain it later,” Tracy said, seated next to. Nothing to do now but try to get a ride.I stand by the car wearing my best helpless look. There isn’t very much traffic at this hour. I don’t feel very optimistic about my chances. Then along comes a car, way out here in the middle of the night.Guess what? It stops! I gratefully hop in the front seat. There’s a hot guy driving, you know the type. Short hair, fit but not too buff, just the way I like them. I see he’s checking me out while I put on my seat belt.We drive off. I tell him how.