"Are you a little slut-girl?" he asked her, teasingly."Yes I am Master," she whispered back breathlessly."Whose little bitch are you then?" I am your ...itch master." And have you been a good girl, my lusty wench?" Yes Master." Then I should reward you for being so good. What do you want for your reward?"She stared at him with hungry eyes before replying, "I want you to ravish me."And that ever-present smile broadened once more. "Your wish is my command," he teased her, and moved himself slowly. The dancing started out innocent enough but soon he was finding excuses to touch her and eventually he had her by the hips and was grinding into her. She seemed to be enjoying herself and had become a little flushed. When the current song finished she came over to find me, again sporting that evil grin that had become quite common. She downed the drink I had gotten for her within a minute. She pressed her body and her lips to mine and then whispered in my ear that the show wasn't over yet and. She apologised for his throwing me out of camp and assured me I was always welcome at their services."You know, he means well," she said, "he's just a little intolerant. When we first arrived in New Zealand, he was often here, wasn't he Nancy? I rather think he had is eye on her, but she was too young." He was too boring... and full of himself," Nan interrupted."I thought he was quite nice..." Fine, you go out with him, mom,"He mother laughed and clapped her hands together."Its just as well we. You love dancing without underwear. Soon were dancing and you rubbing your nakedness against my leg. Another tap on my shoulder. The same guy wants to cut in. Again I smile at you. This time your arms are around his waist and his arms are around your neck. His hands are all over you. You hook your leg behind his and rub against his leg. When you come back to me I discretely touch you and you are soaking wet. I ask would you like to fuck him. Again you dont answer me but wrap your body around.