Now, knowing that she was serious, I said yes, sure. I could do that for her. She went into the bathroom and found a bottle of oil and brought it, the... she led into the bedroom and Ms. Nancy helped me remove my Jeans and my jockey’s. She then sat down with me on the bed and stared at me with expectation.I have never had a spectator to my masturbation and was feeling a little self-conscious and with my teacher, in front, it was all the more difficult to get an erection. I guess Ms. Nancy. "Tonight we are having soufflé. I would take you to Martin's but that will have to wait for another night I am afraid," Alex said as he refilled her glass."Tonight?" she asked, startled."Certainly. Why? Did you have a date? I am sorry; I should have asked if you were free. I just assumed you were."Samantha sat there looking at him. She really did not have any plans and suddenly the thought of going back to her empty hotel room seemed depressing. In fact, it seemed more than depressing really.. All the while playing innocent to Billy’s obvious peeping.When I checked the periscope again I saw Billy’s shorts were down as well and his hand was inside his underwear.I slipped on a pair of thong panties and a tee shirt which only reached my hips midway and went to knock on Billy’s door. “Billy are you in there?”“Ummm… just a minute… I’m ummm… in the bathroom.” he answered.When he unlocked the door (to which I had the skeleton key) he quickly rushed to the bed and placed a pillow over his. ”She leaned forward.“We did not participate, mind you. Not in that way.”“In what way, Mistress?” asked Amélie.“In the dancing. It is very vigorous.”“And?” said Sandrine.“It is wanton. Men and women dance naked, bare, under the moonlight if there is a moon, in the darkness except for the light of the torches if there is no moonlight.” Mistress Heathcoate shivered. “It is quite remarkable.” She twisted in her chair as though she had a sudden itch. “Quite remarkable.”Sandrine and Amélie exchanged.