It mightn't be that romantic having to fuck in the same room as your mates, but they had to be careful with cash. The pensione they found not long aft...r arriving on the island was dead cheap. This meant they had plenty left to spend on nightclubs, drugs and booze.Paul, no more than his mates, didn't want to go too wild. The money they'd saved in their year off working in offices and factories before going to university, he to Manchester and Baz and Dave to Leeds and Sussex respectively, would. Astrid stepped in, and smiled at her would-be company, a young man in black with a taste for the dramatic. Her mousy-brown hair spiraled down around her with the ceasing of the wind blowing in from the window, and her pale violet eyes looked at him lovingly. This was the man who made her moan with pleasure, and whom she made groan in ecstasy. Aidan was only a few inches taller than her, though he was two years older. His eyes were of a deep blue hue, the kind that Astrid wanted to lose herself. "The prosecution rests," I declared, settling back in my chair. "I'm not much better -- witness Trini and her little tricks -- but I'm learning. You are NOT her husband -- if anything, you are her master -- and she need to see that from you. She got all this at her training sessions, but then she came home to you..."Gene grunted. "Shit..." Master? If I may?" Trini offered meekly.I grimaced, but... "Go ahead." She thinks SHE runs YOU!" Trini explained. "She thinks she HAS to in order for you to. He didn't look more than thirty five, but I could have been wrong. He had on a suit but lacked the cliché trench coat. The officer was a woman. Why I was surprised, I didn't know. She looked sturdy in her uniform, with the wide, heavy utility belt and gun at her side. Her medium brown hair was pulled back in a severe bun that left her face completely open. She wore no makeup, which I didn't think it was allowed when she was in uniform anyway. There just wasn't anything attractive about her.