She punched hard on my stomach and i sat on the floor groaning with pain. She was wearing a high heeled sandals . She plucked me at my collar and slap...ped me 3 times on my face, i fell at her feet begging for mercy. As a punishment she asked me to apply red nail polish on my hand nails and toe nails as she noticed that i had grown my nails. She said that long nails should be polished often, i polished my nails. She took me for a pillion ride on her scooter and ordered me to sit side ways with. A sporting goods company supplied hammocks and sleeping bags at cost, this was a great help. Hattie and Jane bought a bolt of sheet material and made sleeping bag liners which could be removed and washed.Finally the great day arrived, Bruno brought the Sisters and the kids over. The TV crew and news paper editor were present, all the folk who had helped in one form or another was there. Monsignor Rossi was there on behalf of the orphanage.I had asked Bruno to make a speech on my behalf, I'm no. But it was very relaxing and while in there my wife asked me if I enjoyed the young lady washing the mud off me. I smiled "You damn right I did and I noticed you did as well" She said "Was it that obvious, I thought I might cum while she washed my pussy. I am sure she could tell how wet I got" I laughed and asked "Are you still wet" she reached over grabbed my hand and placed it on her pussy Damn she was soaking wet. I was about to start fingering her when the door open and another couple. Her former roommate laughed with glee and ran back to the surf, tossing aside the plastic container she had used to douse Pam. "Come on," she called back over her shoulder. "Stop sitting in the shade and get out here." She pirouetted ankle deep in the surf.Pam plunged after her and for a few wild minutes they chased each other back and forth, splashing through the Atlantic rollers combing the white sand. They waded out farther and swam together. Then, holding hands, they raced back up the beach.