God, it was the morning, it another day, I woke up, thank you Lord for the day! Then after some minutes, it was the time for breakfast.“Mike!” Mom... called. “Yes mom.” I replied. “Tell your sister that the breakfast is lady and let meet on breakfast table.” she told me. On breakfast table: Jessy was still wearing that nightgown, her nipples was exposed outside through that nightie cause it was little transparent. Her pussy under the table was out cause it was short enough, and there was no. She had called Ryan a few hours earlier, wondering if he was up to anything, hoping maybe he’d like to go out ... or stay in ... with her. He had told her to come over and have a swim in his pool and maybe they’d go for a drive along the beach later in the evening. They actually did go swimming for quite awhile in the afternoon sun, with Matt joining in and making a fool of himself trying to show off his very average diving board skills, and at least making them all laugh.They grabbed a plate. I thought I could live with that.With no wind, we opted to stay put and swim, have coffee, read, eat, have coffee, swim and read, eat. What an exhausting day!The two girls in the front might have felt out of it, but they both suggested that Tony should go next; after all she had organised much of what was turning into a perfect holiday. So she walked into my ‘seraglio’ - as Cheryl had dubbed it. We had to look seraglio up when we got home. Cheryl was well-read, not Mills and Boon or. Sure enough, our room was all torn up and tossed by persons unknown but I would bet a night's wages that the bell-boy was in on the deal and knew all the details. We were minus most of our gifts and even our pole dancing outfits which were expensive as could possibly be.Trixie was all teary-eyed like she took it all personally but I didn't see it as a major problem. After all, we could always replace that shit with a couple of hours extra work at one of the clubs. I was glad I kept my grandma's.