"I hope the 'good' David will at least stay with us through dinner," she thought.She didn't have to worry, though, because the "good" David remained t...roughout the afternoon. He was pleasant, at least when the boys were around, and when they weren't, he simply remained silent. Bonnie was grateful for the reprieve and thought that either her children had done something while they were out, or he'd finally had an attack of conscience. She didn't know which, but she sure wasn't about to question. "Yes?" she questioned, looking at the young man who stood before her. "Est-ce que je peux faire pour vous, madame?" he replied, giving her a once over, non chalantly. "Oh, I'm sorry. My French is not very good," she admitted, ashamed of herself for not being better prepared, "Parlez-vous anglais?" "Oui, madame. Is there anything I can get for you?" "No. Thank you. I was about to go to the dining car. Merci." "Very well, madame," he smiled and gave her another pass over before walking away to. Fuck each other's brains out. But don't cum! Don't you dare cum!"The sheer vindictiveness in Melinda's voice worried him. The distressed whimper that Heather gave a moment later outright scared him.Jason felt himself move towards the bedroom again. He couldn't tell if he was doing it of his own will or if someone was nudging him along. He managed to hesitate for a second before stepping into the open doorway.He was so taken aback by what he saw that he could not utter a word.It was Melinda's. I breakfasted in the dining room and then went back to my room to put on my bathing trunks. I had half expected to see Karin and her mother in the dining room, but they did not appear. I went out onto the balcony to try to see if they had already gone to the beach, and spotted two figures that resembled them just entering the water. I put on a beach coat and made for the sea. My assumption that the two figures were Karin and Angie proved correct. They were both splashing about in the water as.