Pat’s very lovely breasts would be a welcome and non-controversial sight any place she was willing to display them. Furthermore, we were family here... and even if they took the inclination to make love directly on the front steps of the Temple itself not a single eyebrow would frown with displeasure. That seemed to sooth Pat’s nerves a bit, and by our the third and last day at the spring, the fully nude sight of Pat romping about seemingly carefree with the three of us was no longer unusual.. “Gladys is living with me at the cottage, but she’s at the inn during the day getting things cleaned up for the tourist season.” Ava said, as we drove her old car off of the ferry and onto the island at last.Ava and I had often used to have dinner at the inn, I thought of Gladys and her husband Clive as friends.I remembered Gladys as a funny looking middle aged woman. She had frizzy ginger hair and always wore thick glasses. She was well built, in a country woman sort of way; tall with a. I introduced us as grand father and grand daughter and everyone commented on what a beauty Kristy was. She blushed and I beamed because little did they know just how beautiful she was. We enjoyed a wonderful meal, attended the evening cabaret, went for another stroll around the deck and then headed back up to the owner’s suite to retire for the evening. It was only 10:30 and neither of us was tired, but we couldn’t wait any longer; we had love to make and both of us were anxious to get it. "She rotated me and I saw the girl from before, still a mannequin, dressed up and on display next to me. She looked so beautiful. Once again I felt a pleasurable rush through my mind. I felt her hand on my smooth groin, gently rubbing. The pleasure of a mental orgasm engulfed my body."Now, we can't have you standing there naked can we? Let's get you dressed up."With out putting any panties on me, she began to slide some pants on me. They were a pair of black leggings, like hers. She lifted me.