That day finally came during a nightly phone call with Master. “slave does know that Master still expects it to do what it said it would and eat pu...sy doesn’t it?” “Yes Master,” the slave answered. “What has slave done to make this happen then”, Master asked, “Has it found a woman for Master and slave to share yet?” “No Master it hasn’t.”, the slave answered. Master then quickly explained to the slave that it would be in its best interest to make it happen and make it happen soon. That if. Beverly, that’s her name, was babysitting. I came home early. The k**s were asleep. I told Bev that I pretended to have a headache and left my husband behind, even took the money, knowing he’d have no way of getting home. Bev said I looked sexy in my tight black dress and shiny bronze tights…I said I only wore the outfit for her. I sat on her lap and we kissed for ages…she smoothed her hands over my arse in my Lycra dress…then along my thighs and felt my arse through my tights and. On your behalf, Charlotte agreed with my suggestion to invite them to come and party with us tonight – they are all old friends of ours with the added benefit that they are all hot bi-sexual swingers. Now, Clarissa darling, might I suggest that you and the divine Julia pop back to your cabins and put some clothes on.”Before Clarissa could speak, a tall, silver-haired Frenchman stood up and moved towards me. He was wearing a polo shirt, cargo shorts and sandals – he was a truly beautiful man,. ” He said. I saw a way that I could get his attention turned to sex so I told him “I guess that’s why they have hookers at these types of rest stops, you guys are always alone so much that you must want some company. I have thought about doing that sometime to earn money, but I prefer hosting in my hotel room or apartment.” “Are you saying that you are a hooker?” He asked. “Not really, but I have done it for money a few times. I really love sex, like if you would have come over for dinner, I.