I see him out the corner of my eye, trying to hold in a laugh.“Fine,” I said as I kicked him.“That's good,” Mother said, her eyes never leavin... the television. “Are you sure you don't want to come back to England with me, dear?”“Yeah, I'm sure.”“When are planning on coming?”“EJ and I are coming on my birthday,” I told her. “Then we're going site seeing in Europe, remember?”“Oh yes, of course,” she said. “How does your father feel about that trip of yours?”“Well, daddy wasn't very happy about EJ. Unfortunately, I had not yet had an opportunity to reload my shotgun, so that was the first item on my agenda after I reached the arroyo.Dammit, a couple more Comanches showed up just to see what all of the bro-ha-ha was all about. I now had four wounded braves and seven unwounded braves against me. Shit, if they all charged at once, I did not stand a chance, but I was pretty safe on that possibility. After all, what courage did it take for 11 Comanche braves to charge one White boy? That was. “Well, have a chat with her. You have been putting it off,” said Mel, when Edwin had calmed down again.“Yeah ... I figured it would happen when we start shooting the documentary. We’ll be away from home for a few nights, staying in fancy hotels or even in the castles themselves.”“That’s romantic,” said Mel, smiling, as she picked up Edwin. She always forgets to wash her hands, as if baby poop is somehow sterile or something. I just pointed at the tap. She sighed and then managed to wash her. Eventually Maureen and Jo stood up, embraced and kissed us both deeply wandering away to their own area over the next dune.‘My God, what happened this afternoon?’ I asked a reclining Alice.‘Whatever it was, it was fucking unbelievable! I have never enjoyed such inhibited sex like that. Watching you being attended to, having you suck my clit whilst I watched……..’Alice’s words dying off as her thoughts drifted to what had occurred as she absent-mindedly stroked her quickly budding nipples..