”“Hey share and share a like.” A smile toyed at the corner of his mouth and amusement played in his voice.“She might not want to be shared tho...ugh.”I listened as they discussed what I wanted and I became more and more annoyed.“Excuse me lads. I am here you know. I will decide what and who I want, what do you think I am a car or something.”“Well if you’re a car you got the finest body work I ever saw.” Ian chuckled behind me.“Shit yes, finely tuned and raring to go.”I liked the analogy but was. "Baby, you've got me tingling all over!" Mmmm," he groaned as he knelt between her legs and slowly moved the flat of his tongue over one then the other thigh."Get me off, honey! I really need to get off in a hurry!"Danny laughed but continued kissing her inner thighs then snaked a finger inside her bikini bottoms while his thumb massaged the camel toe evident under the tight material."Jesus!" Tessa huffed, lifting herself enough to both untie the knot at the side of her bikini and deftly slip. Denver was satisfied Jenny was now geared up sufficiently for the caning, that she would think twice next time, and may be twice will be enough, but either way the caning will now start. The girls outside heard finally Mrs. Denver announce, “Right Jenny, eighteen strokes.” Charlotte knew the number and so did Olivia, but not the other girls who gasped, put their hands to their mouths in shock, and each whispered, “Eighteen!” Charlotte put her finger to her lips and shushed them, and the. It was no wonder that both Janet and Berry had appealed to me to watch out for her.The café was closed on Labor Day, so I lounged around the backyard, checking my e-mail often. Eventually, I broke down and sent another message to Janet, asking her what she was doing. Like the previous two, it went unanswered.On Tuesday morning, I got up early and checked my e-mail before heading for the shower. When there were no messages, I vowed to stop checking my e-mail so often. Disappointment was no way.