At my invitation, Damini moved to sit closer to me. As we finished the last of the wine, I said, "Please, join me in the lounge for another glass of ...wine. Maybe we could share a dance as well." Again she hesitated, before agreeing. I picked up both dinner tabs and left a tip. We then headed to the lounge. As we left the restaurant, Dimini walked quietly behind me with her head slightly bowed. I stopped in the hallway and turned to face Damini. I gently took her by the hand, pulled her up. On the evening I arrived first and waited in the bar for the women to arrive. Their entrance was a little flamboyant as they were well know, as I was (but less so), to the restaurant owner. After lots of welcoming hugs and kisses the ladies made it over to where I was waiting. I ordered pre-dinner drinks and we got chatting, picking up on our last conversation and adding new topics like Brexit and other news.The ladies were dressed elegantly in cocktail dresses, stockings (I presumed) and. And to them I was not even there even tho I was just on the other side of the jacuzzi watching. The man then asked Brandy if he could massage her. Brandy saying ‘okay’. The sun was setting and the lights from the jacuzzi turns on. The man gets behind Brandy and starts massaging Brandy’s shoulders. I was getting excited at the idea of watching this stranger have his way with Brandy and me there to see it all. Then the stranger started moving his hands lower to the top of Brandy’s breasts. Brandy. "How are you feeling today, Abi?" Alan finally asked."A lot less sore than yesterday Uncle Alan," she replied, knowing immediately what Alan was alluding to."Well, perhaps another day, just to give you time, little one," Alan said with a smile."Yes, Uncle Alan. I think perhaps you're right," sighed Abi, who wasn't healing anything like quickly enough for what she so desperately wanted from Alan."Soon, Abi," Alan said and put an arm around her shoulders to cuddle her in.They walked in.