None of the parents had any problem with their daughter flying but were concerned about, what Jeff considered to be obvious things. Would Jeff and Dia...na be at the airport to pick the kids up? (Yes.) Would they be supervised throughout the visit? (Certainly.) What should the girls bring? (A couple of weeks of clothes, etc.) And, oh yes, was he sure the plane trip was not costing him anything? It went on and on.Finally, everything was arranged and all the parents seemed happy. Jeff told them. She groaned, but agreed to do as I asked.We soon came to the living quarters, and I had to turn off the goggles for that. As expected, there was nothing of special interest here so we moved on. Previously, it was just passed the living quarters that I encountered the booby traps, so I pulled down the goggles and minced along taking just about the shortest steps I could and still move forward.Yep, there it was! I saw the tripwire and was just about ready to go back for a section of bunk to trip. He went to his own room and removed Jenni’s bow. Would you like to have a bath or a shower master? she asked.Shower he told her. You can wash me. Of cousrse sir. She helped him undress and caressed his body. He pulled her close and kissed her. She returned his kiss and pushed her tongue into his mouth, sucking his. She rubbed her sweet breasts into his chest and he groped her arse. Can I suck your cock sir she asked.He smiled and nodded. Jenni knelt down and kissed his erect tool. She fondled. We had been chatting on line (via the Yahoo groups) to a man in London and arranged for him to come up to Bedfordshire to meet us for a purely social meal in an Indian restaurant. It was mid week and we all had to go to work the next day so we didn’t anticipate a late night. After all he had to get back to London. Anyway, Stu, as I’ll call him, met Nisha, my wife and me, Alex, (obviously not our real names) around 7pm and we all enjoyed a very pleasant evening of conversation and food of.