God… what had happened? For three days it'd been like some Greek-god orgy… everything in bed, loving, eating, loving, drinking, loving… and his fixes… and that she would even contend with to keep him! Nothing else mattered but the two of them feeding each other's lust. Even her limited calendar of obligations she had neglected… such as the setting for portrait sketches she'd made with the young artist whose smaller home was adjacent to her property. God, he'd been forgotten the moment she'd laid eyes on her Bo-Bo, his gangly frame and aquiline features which had taken her fancy, meaningless and lost in her new, paganly debauched world…!

And now… this! H-He was gone… gone! And she'd been simply a moment in his life…!

T-The bastard!

The voluptuous, nearly naked blonde beauty grasped her hat and frustratedly threw it, the wide-brimmed affair skimming off onto the well-kept poolside, while the glass she held on her flat, tanned belly tipped into the water and began to find its way toward the bottom in a swaying, parachuting claim of buoyant gravity. Using her hands, she paddled toward the deck-side where her towel and little bell set side by side. She caught hold of the bell and gave it a vigorous ring, hoping that Manuel would answer rather than his devoted, buxom wife. It was times like these when she was filled with bitterness that tormenting someone offered her some sort of emotional vent.

Poor Manuel with his withered, game leg, how his dark, piercing eyes would light up with lecherous hunger at the sight of her exposed, naked breasts. At least, they always had, while she imagined the lustful thoughts tearing at his tormented brain. Why wouldn't they? He was only fifty, and she'd had men much older. It was cruel and she knew it, the way she would make the full, white mounds with their tiny, pink nipples ripple and sway with nonchalant, taunting movements, the sight of the uncontrollable stirring in the front of his trousers invariably bringing her wicked pleasure… But she was to be denied that this time. It was Conchita who came hurrying toward her.