He added water and swirled the glass in a small circle to make the cubes bump together to chill the water faster. He drank half the glass in a series ...of long swallows and refilled the glass. He felt lightheaded for a few minutes. A scotch or two too many the night before.He scooped a heaping spoonful of instant Folgers coffee into a cup and baptized the crystals with boiling water. He added a dollop of heavy cream and stirred the steaming mixture, and sat his butt on a barstool. Ooh! The cold. .they were almost like little puppy ears. In the reflection of the mirror I could see Richard looking at me."Hey girl, think we got time for a quicky?" No Richard, no quickies." I put the dress on, there was not much to it, cut to show cleavage and split up the left thigh...would have to be careful with no panties.We met the limousine and started traveling south on I-5. I had presumed we were going to the residence on Coronado Island, but the driver continued southbound, passing the turnoff for. I always take that line with a pinch of salt – it’s amazing how many men try that on, expecting you’ll perform miracles in the hope of getting something extra, which you hardly ever see. Once a man has climaxed their need to say ‘thank you’ seems to vanish with their erection… When I asked him what he would particularly like me to do, he asked if I would mind walking around for him, without my panties on, in itself that’s not an unusual a request. But, when I went to take them off straight. I find a good tree on the edge of the dunes to hide my bag under for a swim later. “You ready yet Danielle?” Bas asked in his sexy voice, “We are running four kilometers today." “What! You’re going to kill me”, I rebel. “Suck it up princess”, he pokes his tongue out at me and begins to jog. Slightly off guard I run a little to catch up. The amusing thing about Bas is he just jogs and you have to keep up, no chit chat and no nonsense. I guess on the bright side, it gives me more time to.