I picked my sunbed, lay down and closed my eyes. For some reason the sun and my hangover was making me very horny. I took my bikini top off and felt t...e sun beating down on my tits. I ran my hand over my nipples and felt a gush in my bikini bottoms. I sat up to rub some oil into my tits, making sure there was noone around. I tweaked my nipples, god I was so horny. I lay back down and thought what the hell - noone around and I slipped a finger inside my bikini bottoms. Slowly I started rubbing. Not ... ready." He stopped to take a deep breath. "We stopped at the motel office ... and she was there," he finished."Well I knew she was scary," said Denise, smiling. "But I didn't think two grown men would have to run away from her." She giggled."She was..." Dick started, standing and just breathing. "Never mind," he said. He sat on the edge of the bed. "We have to get back in shape, Dave," he said, breathing deeply. "We only ran a fifty yards, and we're huffing like a locomotive!" Right. ’ ‘I will at all times, even in public be addressed by you as Mistress’ ‘Do you understand?’ ‘Yes’ I stammered, reeling from what I had just heard but knowing that she meant it and would leave me, or more correctly throw me out, if I did not agree. ‘Yes what?’ ‘Did you not listen to me’ ‘err sorry, yes Mistress’ ‘That’s better now read this and sign it.’ She handed me the sheaf of papers.. But get yourself a glass of milk."I looked in the fridge. Mum must have gone shopping as there was a lot of food. I guessed this was a good sign. I tried to "see" what was going on, but failed ... though I could tell neither she nor Rob was as dark as yesterday. I took a (fresh) apple and went into the study. As expected – hoped? – there was email from Rachel, Osaka is an hour ahead of Perth.That cheered me up. I'd had another – um – discussion about my "Journal." I was very stubborn: if it was.