" From Betty's Beautician Boutique?" Justine almost screamed. "I had aMasters in computer science, now I've got a diploma from some fly bynight beauti...ians' school!" Oh, no, Mama demurred. "Betty's Beautician Boutique is one of the bestbeauty schools in the country. Betty's alumni cater to the rich andfamous all the time, and are in constant demand for their skills. Youhave a real gold mine there if you ever decide to give up stri... exoticdancing, dear." Does anyone ever win an argument. ’Sure enough, we left the Athens sprawl behind us and eventually got onto a coast road that took us to a small s**ttering 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 Anna, my wife. Anna, Peter.’‘Hello, Peter,’ she said, and kissed me on the cheek before I had a. ’ She reached forward to fondle Naomi’s breasts, which were spilling out of her scoop-necked white tee shirt. She reached inside and got her hand on the naked flesh of Naomi’s left breast. Naomi gasped. She had not expected Hannah to be so forward, so uninhibited. Quickly, Naomi shucked off her tee shirt and bra so that Hannah could get a real eyeful of her magnificent boobs. Her hands were all over Naomi now, and she laid back and closed her eyes, all her being focused on the wonderful. About twenty minutes later he came by and we were off. We went to the local bar where his buddy was already there and chatting up a group of twenty-somethings in skimpy shorts and tank tops. It was the middle of summer so we were all in shorts and tees.I’d been making some good progress on my fitness goals but nowhere near these two ripped dudes. They had no problems attracting attention. But I was surprised to get a decent amount of attention as well. The night was going great!We were all.