"He turned, heading back into the yacht. Eduardo bowed his head andfollowed.* * * * * * * * * *Mike Rivers necked another Martini as he sat ...cross from Ashley in thebusy lobby bar of "Le Grand Casino de Monte Carlo." He patientlylistened to her, and yet didn't listen, as she relayed her whole fuckinglife story. Something about how daddy wanted her to be a dancer likeher mother, but she wasn't good enough to pass the exams.Mostly Rivers studied her body. Her face wasn't much to look. The summer heat made it so I had to work in the mornings and be done by the afternoons. It was then, when I was loading back up one afternoon, when an older man drove up in a Mercedes Benz and rolled down his window.”It’s too hot to be working” he said, I agreed and he smiled. I told him I was actually done for the day. He asked if I wanted to come by his house, he said he had yard work for me to do if I wanted and he also said, “I’ve got a swimming pool also, if you want to cool off.” I didn’t. My brother used to go under the house - it's built on stilts - and could see and hear what was going on. If it was raining, Mum and Dad used to go into the storeroom for some sex in there, and we would all hear the shelving creaking as Dad pushed into her.As we've got older, we've also taken to having sex - or looking for sex - on a Sunday afternoon. One of my older sisters - Esther - usually takes her boyfriend into the long grass at the back of the house, and I can sometimes hear them doing. .” Maria said.“Are you telling me you held back?” he asked.“Yeah,” Maria said.“Okay,” he said. “That’s it. Full on sprint, no holding back around the course now.”“Fifty bucks, she does it in under a minute,” Kyle said.“Oh I’ll take that action,” his team-mate said.“No way, no one does it that fast. The record on the track is 2 minutes 25 and that was Lionel Gold 25 years ago. No one beat has beaten that. I’m in,” another said.“Easy money,” Someone else said.“Kyle I don’t know about this,” Maria.