"Not a single one," he said. "In fact, they all seemed rather enthusiastic about them. You're in good hands. This is what I've been training these guy... for all these years." He turned Laura's computer terminal towards him. "May I?" he asked her."By all means," she said."Computer," he said to it, "get me building operations." Building operations coming on line," it said.The screen cleared and a moment later a scruffy, unshaven face appeared. A look of annoyance at being interrupted was upon this. I even brought beer! Betty was on the heavy side but her outfit created a rise in my crotch. She had on a yellow halter which hardly hid her gigantic tits. She also had on short shorts which ran up to her thighs. My dick started to get hard. I'm out of cigarettes she said. I opened my pack and told her not to tell anyone that I smoked. She promised and then I gave her a light. Well, you and I can drink some beer , honey if you promise not to tell. I won't, I said. I got two glasses. Something right out of Shakespeare.’ Vi glanced quickly up at her. ‘Who would you like to be, Sarah? Do you want to dress up?’ ‘Oh, Vi, that would be fun’, Sarah laughed clapping her hands. ‘You can be Peaseblossom, or Cobweb, or Moth, one of my fairies. You just wait right here.’ And with that the girl darted out of the room. ‘You dress up too, Cliff,’ Sarah urged. ‘Oh, no thanks. I’ll just be the audience for this play. The first act is pretty good…best Shakespeare I ever saw,’ he nodded out. I think Sarah was more curious to see how far they,d got, but booze always loosened her inhibitions and this particular evening was no exception. Sarah had worn her skimpiest sun dress she normally never wore abra with, but usually wore knickers, but what I didn,t know was soon after we arrived at the chalet she,d excused herself to the loo and removed her knickers so wore only the dress. Myself and the others only wore tee shirts, shorts and underpants with flip flops so didn,t wear much.