Probably should have, caught the train, but the journey was not a direct one. Maybe I should have driven down there in the first place, but, hey my em...loyer was paying for the airfare and it would have been a bloody long drive. And as the boss had happily suggested that I stayed-over in the only four star hotel in town. Bugger, if it's free take every perk going, I always say. Anyway, I wasn't about to complain."Just one night in a plush hotel and then I can get the hell out of this dump,. A blue sky, just a gentle breeze and a beaming sun to warm the air pleasantly. Antonia was made for jeans; she was slim with a rear that must have made every other woman green with envy. Her short dark hair was simply brushed and decorated with a pair of bright yellow sunglasses that were permanently parked on top of her head, more of a fashion statement than utility. Our day was good, full of banter and conversation in equal measure. She walked close to me, her hand hovering near mine offering. Besides, from the small number of times that they had sex since their marriage night five years ago, she suspected he was either doing something at the school or he had a very, very low sex drive. The number of nights he claimed extra work at the school was very suspicious. And he never wanted sex after he came home from there. What could be better for her than a boy who was above suspicion because of his young age, but who knew exactly what to do when he was between a girls legs. She could. “Don’t worry, little lady. He’s just pleased to be close to you. He will not bite or enter you now. Maybe later.”The cold water and Joe’s presence helped me regain some composure. Shaking myself dry, I put on my sandals and together we enter a huge thatch roof lapa. Adjusting my eyes to the sudden difference in visibility, I saw a kitchen area on the right and 15 tables scattered before me. Nobody was there.“Where are the owners? And the nudists?” I looked around at the empty tables, waiting.