Sue was at a different table. This was the first time we had been with them socially.Now I had always thought Martin Pratt looked very ordinary. Proba...ly in his fifties with a full head of hair, gray at the temple. Sort of gray-blue eyes and Scandinavian looking face. He is very tall, I'm sure over six feet. This was the first time I saw him in a suit, and I had to admit he looked somehow distinguished. Sybil on the other hand, who always seemed to be falling out of her clothes looked strangely. Because she is cruel, she doesn’t leave me straight away. Instead she says, ‘I feel horny now, and I can’t go out all wet, can I?’ She steps towards me and turns around. The beautiful curve of her bottom is inches from my face, hidden under the clinging material of her dress. I don’t try to touch her (the last time I did, she put me on all fours, fed a funnel into my anus and pissed into it. I had to spend the rest of the night talking to her family while her warm piss-enema sloshed around my. He wiped his wet chin on her tight belly and slid up her smooth, brown body, stopping only to give each erect nipple a little kiss. Ramona grabbed his head between her hands and gave him a quick but intense kiss.“You have to fuck me,” she said, you have to fuck me now!”She got up off the chair and placed her hands on the table. Her shapely round butt was raised in the air in all its ebony beauty. Ramona had spread her long, muscular legs to reveal her damp pussy, the gleaming pink slit. They looked agitated. Nina’s seat was empty. I wondered if she was still asleep by the pool and went to the big picture window and saw that the lounge chair was empty. The blanket was still there.Larry, the assistant manager, called me over to his table in the corner where he ate breakfast with the owner and his wife. He handed me an envelope. He looked at me as if he knew something I didn’t know but didn’t say anything.It was a letter from Nina. I was anxious to read it, but knew I had.