They talked quietly about nothing of importance.Earlier Isabel had told Scott she had sent someone to the hotel to check Scott out of his room and to ...ather up his belongings which were brought back here. Her doing that confirmed where he would be spending the night.It had gotten dark but it still was relatively early when Scott gave her a kiss on her forehead and suggested that they should go upstairs. With a smile on her face she rose and hand in hand they walked to her bedroom.This time. It was almost as if he as teething, the way he would use my fingers to massage his gums.We were very pleased to be buddies. "Hey, Buddy-boy. You are my little buddy, right? We are buddies, because we need each other, don't we? Yeah ... we do. You're going to be fine, little man, because I will take care of you, and keep you safe and fed ... all you have to do is keep being such a beautiful little buddy, and we'll be just perfect." He seemed to enjoy my nonsense talk, and it kept his attention. By then the boat had docked, and Mistress withdrew from my ass, and leftme there on the ground, as she said her goodbyes to the other passengers.I rolled my skirt back down and retied the strips behind my neck. Istuffed my titties back inside as best I could, and staggered off of theboat behind Mistress Ashleigh. We entered the store we had visitedbefore, and Mistress purchased the adhesive remover. "I bet those aregetting heavy and sore," she said. "Do you want me to take them off?" "Yes,. I noticed her skirt was shorter than what my "conservative in public" wife normally wore.Again- she went to that semi secluded bench at the water's edge. I noticed her short skirt left little to the imagination.Two college boys walked past, and damned if she didn't flash them! "Holy FUCK!" I thought. "What the hell is going on here?"One boy tripped and almost fell into the river!My beautiful wife just smiled and continued eating her lunch.Soon a college couple walked past, and Wendy flashed.