.. a supermodel... Her daydream was broken by the ring of the telephone. She quickly cleared her throat and answered. "No, I'm terribly sorry, but we'...re not taking reservations this evening. We are closed to the public for a private party. Would you like to reserve for another evening?" She took the information and booked for next Tuesday. A quick glance at her wristwatch told her she had less than 20 minutes to change out of her jeans and t-shirt and into her work clothes.As she pulled her. I hugged and kissed her back. She said, "Come my darlingChristine lets go to another room."Priscilla took my hand and kissed it and then pulled me from the bed. Wewalked hand in hand out the room and down the passage and entered a room.The room was smaller but had a large luxurious bed. Priscilla said,"Darling Christine you are so beautiful, come let me give you a massageand who knows what else."Priscilla gripped the hem of my nightgown and lifted it over my head andthen said, "Darling. I hadn’t exactly packed for cycling but it didn’t matter.We arrived at the cycle rental place, me, dresses in a skimpy vest top to maximize the amount of sun I was getting, a short skirt and, unusually for me, I decided I had better put some underwear on and opted for a little white thong.It was a young man that dealt with us, sorting us out with the correct size bikes and a map of the surrounding area. I couldn’t help put notice that he could hardly take his eyes of my large tits that were. 'No-one knows that I am here and hardly anyone walks this way now. I'm just being daft.' She finally decided that she had enough kindling and retracted her steps to the lake.She set about building her fire using the smaller pieces of wood and the dry leaves to start with. These she lit with the lighter that Hywel had left behind. When the flames took hold she added the larger pieces. Soon she had a fine fire burning. 'All I have to do now is sit back and wait for Hywel to return.'After a while.