‘We’ll have to inform the manager and call the cops,’ Charlie pushes. Her face darkens in panic and I can’t stop myself. I sit down beside her... on the couch. ‘Hey, don’t worry, okay? There won’t be a scene.’ ‘You go inform the manager, let him call the cops. I’ll keep the wolves away,’ I direct Charlie as I get up. The ‘wolves’ in question are the paps who might intercept police radio and hear the cops responding to a call from Dreamway Studios. Her hands suddenly grip mine, her fingers strong. We lunched on the leftover ham with a salad that Jess had conjured up; we then sat out in the sun room with a couple of beers and stuffed our faces.After a while Jess went into the kitchen and returned carrying a couple of glasses and a bottle of Purple Para, a distinctively Australian wine with a deep purple hue and a very meaty consistency, "beer's ok but after a few it goes straight through me, anyway wine is more genteel," she chuckled, "how about some music Jimmy, put a stack of records on. After lunch they relaxed out on the blanket and Linda layed down on her tummy and Frank asked her if she wanted a massage. Linda said sure. Linda loved to feel his warm strong hands on her back. She moaned in pleasure and Frank said,'Mmmm you sound like you're enjoying this' and to that Linda replied 'Yes, I wished I was nude to get the full effect' With that Frank slide his hands slowly under her top and Linda sat up for a second and pulled her top off and unfastened her bra. Frank was. We picked-up our hire car and checked into our hotel by mid-afternoon. On check-in I was offered the chance to upgrade our room to a separate villa for an additional 50 dollars a night, so I jumped at it. The villa was fabulous, extremely spacious. We had good-sized lounge area, a small kitchen, a dining area, a private pool, and even a large Jacuzzi-bath in the master bedroom area. There was also a second bedroom, not that we needed it. We both decided we wanted to try out the Jacuzzi later. .