Etta was dressed in a smart lime green dress which clung to her figure. She must have been in her late thirties but it didn’t show. “Anyway, me an... Simon love it here in Spain. It’s just fantastic. Sun, sea and….,” Etta giggled. “Hey less of that - there’s kids round,” Simon mockingly admonished her. I got up to go to the toilet, over at the other side of the bar. I got distracted by one of the locals for a few minutes on the way. He was asking whether I like eggs and chips because I was. When it did, it fell from the wall. The Medusa seemed to have been attached to the wall by suction cups all along its back. Well, no matter, Mason had taken care of the monster all by himself and the rest of us congratulated him on his quick response. That made up for the Dr. Teeths episode.We had three other encounters with monsters before lunch. We found a good place to take our break, and broke out our C-rations. This time, we had some damned good spaghetti with tiny meatballs. Spumoni ice. For a moment I worried that he might post his photos on line, but the face wasn’t visible so it wouldn’t matter. I began to imagine him going back to his place, connecting the camera to his computer and uploading his photos, getting them full screen. Maybe he’d invite a few of his mates around, and they’d sit there, stroking hard for my wife. And in my imagination, she would come alive on the screen, and step out into the room to be abused by this horny group. Hands exploring her ripe body, her. Then it happened, mom shifted a bit, and one hand slipped down and towards my front. As she tried to shift back, her hand brushed my hard on!! Stopping, I felt her breathe draw in, and she just let her hand rest against my swim trunks, only cloth separating her hand from my cock. After an awkward silence, mom asked if she caused that. After another awkward silence, I said yes. For about a minute, all was quiet. Then I felt her hand ease inside my trunks. Slowly she curled her fingers.