She asked if I’d had a lot of girlfriends, but not anything about Christina, and she wasn’t feeling needy, so I felt it was cool.“Do kiteboarder... always have tan lines like this?” she teased, stroking over the large pale areas.“Yes, pretty much,” I smiled. “it’s the harness, and you don’t do it in speedos.”“Harness?” she grinned suggestively. “Can we swap numbers? And email and WhatsApp?”It was way too late to be coy. We stood up and found our phones. Once we’d entered them she was nudging into. I said yes to her and she then left. I slipped on the skirt that I had and looked at it and then put my shorts back on and went back out to the dress rack. She came over and asked me if I like the skirt and I told her I did. She then went thru the skirts with me and picked out a couple more and told she thought they would look nice on me. She asked me if I would like to try them on as well and I said sure.She took the skirts and I followed her to the dressing room again. The one I was used was. We relaxed for afew more hours until the sun went down, by this time the my slave was gettingmore that he bargained for, I went over and ask was he alright and he said thathe was very uncomterable and the smell was revolting,so I told him that we where going to have dinner in town and that when we comeback we may let him out, he ask if he could have some food and drink and I saidhe could, so I went into the toilet and pissed in a jug and untied the lid ofthe bin and told him to open his mouth. Of course they did not trust me in the beginning, and they left their share of traps which they used to test my loyalty. I guessed that they didn't know that I could have done my Doctoral thesis in computer sciences, also. So, I was a good boy, and played my role as one. I did my best not to show how much I understood them, too, while I started greeting and thanking them with very bad and broken Spanish. There were some tempting opportunities, but still, I hid my abilities. Instead I played my.