It was pricier than they’d normally have gone for, but this was a very special holiday, so the wee bit extra was worth it. They booked a table for d...inner at eight, and headed southwest to the end of the single-track road and the most westerly village on the island, Portnahaven. Their crossing earlier had been in the lee of the island. Portnahaven faced west across the open Atlantic: next landfall was Nova Scotia. Huge waves broke on rocks beyond the sheltered harbour, around which crowded a few. "OK let's consider what could go wrong, if he didn't know where you were nor had any way of finding you what could he do.? I meant it when I said I would help you and as long as you play it straight with me I'll make sure he doesn't get to you."Mixed expressions crossed her face, fear, hope, confusion and finally rebelliousness, "yes damn him, I hope you're right, every thing depends on this" she held out her hand and we sealed our agreement with a shake.Our plan was a simple one; the next day. When Chantal is sufficiently excited then our lovely Sophie willposition herself with her back facing Chantal so that she can easeherself down gently onto Chantal's pole of excitement. But please becareful Sophie because we don't want to see either you or Chantalsuffer any injury. Your job then Sophie is to relieve Chantal of herlove juices by sliding gently up and down on her love pole. Now beforeyou think how easy this will be remember that Chantal is pluggedtightly to the seat and won't be. "I'd rather sleep in your bed with you tonight, if that's okay." She said, looking me straight in the eye. "Erm... sure, but there isn't much room." I replied, a little shocked. She smiled warmly at me. "I'm sure it's big enough for the two of us." She said, cheekily. And with that she took a swig of vodka and handed the bottle to me. I took a long swig, my heart racing, wondering how the hell I was going to cope with Jane laid beside me all night, totally unaware that I was desperate for her.