‘Hi Lee. Lew’s done nothing but talk about you since you called. It’s wonderful to meet you,’ she said with a bright, toothy smile. ‘Let’s... get out of this hot sun and go inside.’ I hadn’t been in the lodge since it was finished and I was struck by how large and wonderfully authentic it appeared. It was a timber frame construction with a huge great room and dining area and a staircase at each end leading up to several loft rooms. Lew gave me the tour and we ended up in the back of the main floor. Closing her eyes, she cuddled herself in her soft leather hands, feeling her erect nipples and kneading her pert little breasts while sighing, and slowly moving her hands down her belly to her moist pussy. Gingerly feeling and massaging her cunt, she slowly moved her fingers in and out of her sex then brought her hands up to her face and deeply inhaled the combined scent of the rich antique leather laced with the musky scent of her soppy lewd little cunt. Uncrossing and extending one of her. I...I am not exactly the best looking guy around. You must have guys falling at your feet. Why should you care for me?”“You seem a nice guy, you got past my defense. A little too easily I must admit, especially seeing I was at work and on duty too. So you get a dinner date, I did agree to that, I keep my word. Will you?”“I have never lied to a lady to get something I want. I am not about to hurt you. If that is what you mean.”“That is exactly what I wanted to hear. The place is called 17, their. For a few moments we stood looking at each other. Feemi was positively undressing us with her eyes and I suspected that she was having her first bicurious experience. “My English is not good. Hmmm… We don’t do it with girls here. I think it is not the custom. Men and women yes, but girls are not spoken of together.” I couldn’t believe there were no lesbians on Sardinia, but I guessed it was a taboo. “I think we should go Danny,” said Laura. “No no no!” You don’t have to go!” Feemi interjected..