The villa was quite ok, had a small pool in the back yard and 4 bedrooms. In addition to our new friends we also had met a couple, who live and work i... Ibiza part time. They preferred to meet only the four of us and a bit earlier than other guests. So very soon, the doorbell rang, and our new friends were there. It didn’t take much time when someone asked: “Shall we also see the bedrooms?” The man and woman were very active and honestly, Birgit hadn’t been so active herself before. French guys. “Good God, Dad!” exclaimed daughter Clare. “Your face!”“Is this what was in the papers?” asked Catherine, wincing at his facial bruising.“What was in the papers?” cried Clare. “Who’s attacked you Dad?”John was about to water down the story but Catherine was too quick for him.“Two men, father and son, attacked Dad. They beat him up. The father accused him of sleeping with his wife – Dad you didn’t, did you?” Then a gasp of realisation: “Claire’s the wife of the man who attacked you. It did say. On the bed is a dark haired woman; she doesn't look familiar to me. She is bound by the wrists to the headboard. A position I know well. She's been drizzled with whipped cream and chocolate and caramel. Tuesdae kneels naked beside her, slowly licking the sweet concoction from her body. With every touch of her tongue the woman lets out another giggle and squirms in delight. A little more caramel now, added to each nipple. Again I watch as my angel dips her head to lick and suck hungrily at the. She pointed at the sniffers. "You three, scout ahead. Tellany Nollocks you find to come see me. And not to attack." They disappearedup the hallway.We slowly progressed up the hall. Kelly was a lot more cautious than I hadbeen, but my strategy had been to get through as quickly as possible togive potential assassins hiding in the shadows as little a window aspossible in which to strike. I wasn't comfortable with this slow pace, butI knew better than to question the orders of the apparent Boss in.