Is it worth going all tourist to the ocean, or should we just call it quits?”That was a hell of a speech Tracy gave, and with far too much informati...on for Mel to handle in a single sitting. Three things were clear though. First, he had to agree that she was right. No question, even if he didn’t want to admit it. Second, Nick was the author of most everything she said. He could imagine them talking in the night, over breakfast, while downing shots, Nick slowly crafting who he was, who Mel was,. Heather was indignant and said that he shouldn't talk about her Mother that way. Jake manipulated the conversation and finally drew Heather into an agreement that if he could prove that her Mom was really a loose woman then Heather would agree to have sex with him. Heather didn't worry, she knew her Mom was not like that. Anyway, Heather a healthy 18 year old, was getting just as frustrated at her self-imposed celibacy as Jake was. Heather was ready to "do the deed" with the handsome, virile. "So you're saying that it's fine for you to fuck my best friend on my couch because that's just sex, but when I fuck a guy for a film it's - what, I'm betraying you?" Yes," I said stubbornly, trying to hide the aching pain that was blossoming in my stomach. "You're behaving like a slut."Her mouth fell open, dumbstruck - and then, she slapped me across the face. Hard. "I am not a slut," she hissed at me, tears filling her eyes. "Sluts don't get paid. I'm a fucking whore, Jonas, and you knew. The coat has good hand sized gaps, so ideal for what we had planned.Our station is the start of the line so we were able to find seats in an empty carriage so that I could unbutton my coat and show myself to Mike, my husband. If you’ve read any of my other diaries and accounts you will know that I am slim with firm perky tits and long, constantly erect, pierced nipples. My cunt is lasered and bald and I am pierced there too.I sat opposite Mike and opened the coat showing him my naked body.