Friday morning came, I picked her up at her Dads shop as usual and as soon as she got in the car she told me no way she was going to class that day, i... was our day. I didn't argue of course lol. I drove to the hotel I had planned and went in to check in, sent her a text when I got the room number and met her outside the door. I remember being a little intimidated by this small young college girl with the perfect ass, even though I was always sure of my abilities. We started by just laying on. But there was not soul in sight. My first thought was to check the small train station in front of me. I walked towards it and stepped into a small hall. I heard a voice from the other end of the hall so I headed in that direction. There was a booth where a very obese man, around his mid-forties, was sitting and sleeping. In front of him on the counter was a small bell. I rang it. “AH! What, what? Who are you?” The man said in a strong strange dialect after being startled by the ringing bell. . Im working at Sarahs work during the summer, but Ive got to save all my money to make it through next year. Dont be silly. When I said Well buy you one. I meant that youll choose it and Ill pay for it. It will be a small token of my gratitude that you are sharing this weekend with me. I cant let you do that. But eventually Lilly accepted my offer and we spent a very enjoyable day at the beach. Lilly, of course, looked stunning in her tiny bikini. No surprise really since she looks stunning. Some call it La Petite Mort LPM, like your village LPA except with an “M”” Jean could only mumble and stutter saying: “Of course. As you say,” knowing not how to respond or breathe. Yvette put her finger in her mouth and then between her legs.“Well then,” she said, turned and walked to the model’s stand, stepping up, sitting in the little chair and waiting, smiling. Jean approached with his sketch pad. She said: “let me know what to do…arouse my breasts?…show the lines of my sex? You.