7am. Damn. Time to get up.The eighteen year old brunette pushed herself upright so that her legs dangled over the side of the bed. Wearily she rubbed ...t her eyes. For some reason she hadn't been sleeping well, and she knew that lack of sleep always did weird things to her memory. She made an early morning vow to be extra vigilant today.She stood up. At 5'7 she was of average height, although her body was curvacious; not quite chubby, but just a little wider than normal. Her double D boobs. " Her voice was quivering.I took her in my arms, hugged her tightly, and said to her, "No, Honey. Slow down. We have plenty of time. Do you want to tell me what's wrong?"She began sobbing as I held her close. Holding her snugly, I guided her into my home. Inside, I led her to my living room couch. I poured us each a glass of wine, and joined her on the couch.Putting my arm over her shoulder, I softly said to her, "Now tell me what's wrong, Alex."Alex's tears had slowed. She hesitated as she. “I'll add it to the menu as the Sandwich Special.”“Uh-huh, right under the kebab,” Mel responded.“Kebab?” I queried.“One dick doggy-style, one dick in the mouth,” Sue replied promptly with a giggle.“Oh. Why do we need food euphemisms?” I asked.“So that when we are organising play-dates on the phone, if there are other people present we can have apparently innocuous conversations about the menu,” Melanie explained.“Oh,” I replied, brilliant conversationalist that I am.We were just standing,. She wanted to get there early enough ahead of her mistress so has to find a good hiding place to watch and film the events to come.It took her fifteen minutes to reach the cabin. It was just like many of the other properties that the Lodge's owned. Expensive, elegant, but most of all isolated. You couldn't even see it from the nearby road, even at night with the lights on. And the lakeside approach was so far from anybody else that you wouldn't be able to see anything from that side either.The.