“We should think about bridging this at some point. It would be very impressive. I’m sure a single arch could do it, if it was built right.”“C...uld I ... would it be safe to go upstream a little and...”“Wash naked in the stream? Yes, I think so; take Straba with you.” Straba was a cook’s help, she wasn’t attractive or intelligent, but she was good at doing what she was told (which in the case of the cook was ‘stir this’ or ‘lift your skirts’ – he was a man of simple pleasures. He was kind to her. I sat there waiting for what seemed like 20 minutes and heard Camille call me. I walked to the back of the house and there they both were, on my bed, butt naked and with their arms around each other. While I watched, they kissed and I mean KISSED!! It was a long, hot and wet one that nearly killed me watching!! ..LOL Camille signaled me over to them and I crawled in between them, ready for anything! Camille sucked my cock first, followed by her daughter and she actually told her how to suck. We were lucky - the owner of the school included this little villa in with the principal’s salary.’ Sure enough, we left the Athens sprawl behind us and eventually got onto a coast road that took us to a small scattering of white buildings which we passed as Ian took a hard turn onto a dirt track leading to a small headland with a single villa on it. He parked behind it and we went in through a kitchen door, where his wife was surrounded by plates of salads and bread and meats. ‘Peter, this is. Give her breathing space. She slipped the money into her purse and he took her hand and led her to a bar area in his living room. He poured her another Jack and coke. Thank goodness she thought. I need the dutch courage.He put his hand behind her neck and slowly pulled her head towards his. The kiss was long and sensuous. His tongue touching her lips, making her whole body shiver, exloring just a little way into her mouth. Surely I can't go through with this, she thought. But his left hand was.