Chapter Eighteen
Hydra Ekplixi
Walter rang for breakfast and fifteen minutes later there was the tap. Now famous throughout the villa, the room staff had drawn straws to see who would get a glimpse of Lu’s t**s. Later a reeking satin ribbon thong found lost in the sheets after their checkout brought the high bid of fifty Euros in the downstairs breakroom.
This morning two shy boys entered with eyes almost averted. On a small bedside table two plates and glasses were laid out. Carefully. All eyes were on Lu instead. A bunch of grapes, round of cheese, long loaf of crusty bread, and individual strawberry tarts filled a small platter. Greek pomegranate juice graced a small cut glass pitcher. As the door closed, Lu’s hand darted toward the tarts and she smashed one on Walter’s d**k. He cluc
