She also told me she had been with other women and that things couldn’t get wet enough as far as she was considered. So one night I ‘m in this nei...hborhoodbar in the centre of Amsterdam when a girl sat herself next to me. Long brown hair, black rimmed glasses. The girl nextdoor, but that special girl nextdoor.Miniskirt in Scottish design, a tiny top with ample breasts, nipples rimming the purple cotton. Said she was a Canadian tourist, would I like another beer. I have nothing against Canadian. The big ones, you should know what they are, they are oysters,” she said.“Okay, they do look familiar now. The way we eat them is to have a bunch chilled after soaking them for a couple days then we shuck them and eat them out in the yard so we don’t make a mess,” I said.Next we were served a salad that was tossed next to the table before being scooped onto a plate. With this we were poured a different kind of white wine.Delta was having a great time watching my face each time we were served.. “Sycamore fig tree.”“Sycamore fig tree. Thanks.”Paul and Chantelle moved to the shade of this old giant and started to strip off their clothes. They indicated that I must do the same. Trying to steady my emotions, I took off my rucksack, fished out the blanket, and spread it beneath the tree. The next items were a bottle of cold champagne and three glasses. I unpacked the cutlery, the cheese, biscuits, strawberries and cream.When I looked up from my chores, I saw the two standing naked in all. . I slap you... HARD. your left cheek stings... and starts to glow pink, I push you back, you land on your back, I tell you to lie there on the ground... prone... helpless, hopeless and useless...I command your wife over to me, she comes. she has watched you degrade yourself before me... a REAL man... and it turns her on... she is practically dripping from her excitement, I have made her wear some very sexy black lacy panties, sheer bra.. her taut erect nipples showing through...she approaches.