I stuck out my tongue, playfully as she took another.“Adorable, Bonnie. Now show me that ass.”Laughing, I turned, pushing my bottom out and shakin...g it as she took a few more shots before ignoring me as she fiddled with her phone.“Where’d you put my things?”“Hid them. You won’t be needing them for a while. He’s bringing his friends.”“Who?” I wondered, a little perplexed.“Scott. I told him you were horny. He said he’d bring along a few buddies to take care of you. Should be here in about 10. "I'll go and make you some copies, and then I'll see you in your form room." Thank you, sir," Chris said to the already retreating back of Mr Cartwright.When they got to the room, Lisa opened the door. Shahia looked to Chris, and he could see her shaking in fear. His heart went out to her. It was like with him, he knew. The single hardest thing he'd done all year was changing Maria's nappy that night. Only Shahia — and maybe Alyssa — knew that was his big deal. This little thing, telling her. ......Bloody airlines! Why do you give them your contact numbers if they don'tcall and tell you the flight will be delayed? An hour's trip to theairport, to find out there are "Mechanical Problems" and the plane willbe seven hours late, leaving a choice between waiting there or an hour'sdrive home. So here I am, back where I started, over two-and-a-halfhours later and not in the best of moods, but it beats waiting at theairport.I was on my way to spend a week or so with my mum and sister in. “What time is it?” he asked.“Does it matter?” Samantha asked from between his legs.“Cocktail hour, we have one every day,” Donna answered.“Oh...” Samantha said.“Parker,” Jason called.“Yo!”“What time is it?”“Almost 5, Jason...”“Gives us a little over an hour...” Jason looked over and saw Monica and Maria.No matter how much he wanted to, Jason wouldn’t cancel the cocktail hour.“Start running folks through the shower. Cocktails at 6, new folks, supper at 7.”“You wanted to dive in on your new.