"We don't have to rush to get a license, I'm sure your mom will want at least a few months to plan things and make reservations, you know, do all the ...edding things that moms like to do. We can get a license a week or so before the wedding."She was unperturbed. "The waiting period is 72 hours. We don't need a blood test or anything. I looked it up. If we get a license today, we can be married this Saturday afternoon." But what about your family? Don't you want a nice wedding? Your mother will. My toned body, nicely shaped boobs and ass, pretty face and sexy blonde hair always attracted the attention of creeps sitting at the bar who would always try to hit on me and although I always had a high sex drive, I was more interested in my book than any of those idiots.I sat there for about an hour, just reading and sipping at my glass of coke, when I saw a friendly face. “Josh!” I called. He turned round, saw me and smiled.Josh was an employee at the hostel, well, a student who was spending. “I don’t want to sit here and be hit on all night. Where can we go?”Lucille shrugged.“Come to my place,” I said, the gallant knight protecting the virtue of two fair maidens.“Sounds good to me,” Wenny said without enthusiasm.Ten minutes later we were sitting around the little table on my balcony overlooking a different beach. It was now dark and the air was still and peaceful. We were drinking rum and Coke, aka Cuba Libre, as Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers’ Shadow of a Doubt rocked. "When Joey did, he was also surprised to find just what his wife had promised. "Who is he?"The Mistress smiled and said, "Let's just say that Gina must have a VERY clean house." Has 'she' been behaving herself?" asked the Farmer with a smile."Actually she's been a bit of a slut," replied the Mistress, pleased with the surprise registering on Joey's face. "This little tart has been sucking off guys all night, depleting the stock of studs for the rest of our female guests. There are now so.