Two strikes!They stopped for lunch at a large sand bar that had been created at a bend in the river. They beached the canoes and proceeded to break ou...t the sandwiches. Jeremy excused himself to answer the call of nature and walked up the beach and into the woods. He relived himself and turned to head back when he heard a sound off to his right.He walked a few feet toward the sound. There he saw, through the thick tangle of vegetation, Natasha. She was standing by a tree. She then set something. 'Don't look around', I said quietly, 'there is a man looking at me, and he is stroking himself', I said thickly.My husband looked at me with a fixed gaze, then his eyes traversed the short distance down to my indecent pose, 'Your panties', I smiled wickedly, 'he can see everything', I murmured, as if terrified the stranger would hear my dirty confession.'Do you want him', my husband asked over and over again, softly, and I moaned, 'Yes', to each dirty mouthing, his hand stroking my inner thigh,. As subtly as I could — which was probably not very subtly at all — I enquired of the rest of the staff on duty, whether they’d seen Kylie that morning. None them could recall whether they had seen her that day. Mind you, except for Jean in the dining room, that wasn’t very surprising, as the morning was a busy time for the staff. Because I had risen later than usual, I headed for the beach shortly after I’d eaten my breakfast. I had to sneak out before Aunt G or Grace spotted me though, because. The child giggled merrily and hugged the shape that soon proved to be that of a young man. The man struggled to sit up while the girl happily clung to him as she made herself comfortable on his lap. She snuggled closer and wrapped her little arms around him hugging him tight."I never got to tell you, thank you. So ... thank you!" She continued to giggle while holding him close. The young man, slightly unnerved by the unrestrained display of affection, gently attempted to extricate his body from.