At first glance, the bar area had an overtly masculine aura with hunky leather-clad and tattooed guys milling about. I do not wish to be condescending... in any way or form, but I had always viewed the leather scene as somewhat ridiculous. Impishly, a thought summarily crossed my mind as I looked about, imagining all the men going into a song and dance routine of a Village People type of hit song.I did, nonetheless, remind myself that the object of my visit was that I was a happy little bee, drawn. She sent a naked Daphne scurrying off tothe bathroom with a loud swat on her bobbing damp posterior, making hersqueal and jump. "Put on your shower cap before you hop in the shower,sweetie. You can't get your hair wet for a couple of days," she calledin warning after her waddling little girl.Daphne paused to examine her altered feminine appearance in thebathroom mirror with mixed feelings. She loved her new curly hairstyle,and she couldn't help admiring the way the tightly-coiled ringlets. She looked to be in her mid twenties, long dark hair; wearing black sunglasses and dressed in a short flowing summer skirt and strappy top I’d say she was a size 8 with perky small breasts and lovely long legs. She sat cross legged facing me and began to unpack her lunch whilst checking her phone. She looked a little familiar, but I couldn’t work out where I knew her from but I thought she was gorgeous.Being the shy type I just carried on reading my book and soaking u the warm rays of the sun.. Her face comes into view over me as she inspects my work. Before mounting her throne, she bends down and gives me a kiss.Facing the head of the bed, she puts her left knee on the pillow at my left shoulder. It is important that you remember at this point to have at least one of your arms up above your head and not at your side as you’ll not be able to negotiate this later. Next, she swings her right leg over my face and plants her right knee on the pillow at my right shoulder. I’m in heaven as.