If I had not known, and if I was the jealous kind, her comment would have precipitated a heated exchange between Rod and I. Yes, she had an iron fist ...in a velvet glove. I needed to be careful with this little vixen. Celia lavished attention on Rod and gave me just enough such that I could not complain without looking like I was jealous or too sensitive. I resolved to keep my eye on her anytime Rod was around. She had a sweet face but I could tell she was cunning.We finished our meal, Rod paid. No lights were chasing after them. Some waves were lapping on the beach, about 100 metres away down at the end of the track.Can you swim?” she asked the Striteracians. They might need to. They didn’t reply, but Grace ‘felt’ a question in her head ... oh god, she was sensing them!! They were so close, in fact Cyan had leaned over so her hair was touching hers. She conjured up an image in her mind, of herself swimming, doing breast stroke, then crawl, in water with little waves.‘Yes.’ She felt an. Fuck?" she asked, seemingly in shock. "Yeah...unless you'd rather not. " I said uncertainly, afraid I had misjudged and offended this woman. "Oh no, I think it's a great idea" said Daisy. "What hotel are you staying at?" I told her the hotel and it's been too many years since this event that I cannot remember the name of the hotel. But we discovered we were staying at the same hotel. This was a fucking destined by fate. We swapped numbers. Now, I was the only man on the trip besides my Ag. "Oh no you dont. Not untill you fix this," I said, and pointed to my rock hard dick."Ohhh. What have we here?" She asked, getting on her knees. She slowly started to stroke me. I rolled my head back, and closed my eyes.I could hear her giggle at my reaction. "You know, I really have to go." She said, stepping out of the shower. I looked at her questioningly cause I thought she was joking. I was wrong.She flicked her head back and flashed me a iew of her perfect smile, and coupled with her ass.