Again thank you.”Xena smiled and returned to the girls.Finally Helena joined Fred and the others at the breakfast table, She ordered an Island fruit...breakfast. Fred asked “What is the story here please?”Helena advised, not only for Fred benefit but Zac’s as well. “Mrs Romano had this hotel build with surplus funds from Australia. She installed Phillip and his family to run the business on the condition they maintained a very high standard. Mrs R as they called her, took the 11th and 12 floor. He got a belting from his father and she went over her mother's knee for a dose of the hairbrush, in both cases on already very sore backsides.Her parents forbid her to see him again but that was a formality really because the Watts family were on the point of moving to a town some eighty miles away due to Mr. Watts getting a job transfer.As it happens they were not actually boyfriend and girlfriend, she just happened to be sucking his cock as a spur of the moment thing. They had both lost. The boat ride was nice after a short but cramped flight. I couldn’t wait to get into our beach house, and just unwind.We approached the big gate and the booth which drew off the small landing site from the rest of the island.“Hey. You guys have a reservation?” the man at the front desk asked. He was a man about my age, who DID have a dad bod, and thick dark hair, coupled with a thick dark beard.“Yes. Eastwood.” Mom spoke up. The man ran his finger down a list and stopped.“Gotcha.” he smiled,. But anything left up there was likely to disappear before sundown.It was while he was trying to figure what his next step was when a scruffy looking range rider came in. He was dusty, dirty, and tired looking. His eyes had the look of a long hard trail. “Yo, kid. We’ve got a string of horses we need stabling. You got room for ten broke mustangs?”“Sure, do mister, through here and outback. Got two corrals back there.”“Good Man, hang tight, I’ll be right back.”Five minutes later, the rider.
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