"Take your clothes off," she ordered. "You're no damned good to me with all those clothes on."Ned took not a minute to strip off his shirt, shorts and... briefs. He stepped out of his deck shoes and stood before Cynthia with his semi-erect cock bobbing gently.Cynthia slid her shorts down her tanned thighs, revealing she had worn neither bra nor panties on their excursion to the airport. She'd never done that before, she thought, which just solidified in her own mind what a slut she'd become.She. So when Mrs Waltz decided to demonstrate the correct swimming technique, me and William excused ourselves to the bathroom. As we passed her bags on the other side of the pool (in Australia we normally dont use lockers, we just put our bags on benches next to the pool), we opened the zipper and fortunately we found the undies without too much hassles. We grinned and hurried to dispose of it in the boys change room. We quickly ran towards to change room. Both of our hearts sank when our class. I was burned twice, so since then I have stayed away from fire.” Missy took my hand and said, “My friends tell me that I look like a thirty-nine-year-old spinster, but I can get pretty hot on the inside. I think, after dinner, you should try to play with some of my fire, and I promise you won’t get burned.” We skipped dessert and headed back to the Swissôtel. We flipped a coin and headed to Missy’s room, which unsurprisingly looked exactly the same as mine. I had not been to bed with a woman. I guess we’re through.”“I’m sorry…”“Don’t be.”“I guess that’s good then.”“Definitely. Listen, I have one last final favour to ask you. Since all of my stuff is back in the burbs and you’re headed out that way, do you think you could drop me off at my parent’s place?”“No problem.”After breakfast, we gathered our things and headed back out to the suburbs. For most of the car ride, we were both pretty quiet. I hadn’t slept that well and wasn’t a morning person so I was okay with that, but I had a.