#248102 - We had been at the site for 6 days and become friendly with the old couple who one evening invited Silvia and me to the village pub, she gave me a make-over and did a good job, because Silvia had me wearing shorts l had to wear my tightest knickers to hide my shaft imprisoned in the cock cage, but l still had a bit of a budge, my top was a loose T-shirt so anyone looking at me would think l was slightly flat chested. We left the toilets, Brenda went to the bar for crisps, l sat down just as Maurice lent towards Silvia and whispered something l couldn’t hear, she laughed and answered ‘no, thank you’, Brenda came back and every so often Silvia grinned then gave a little wriggle on the bench seat beside me. One morning while having breakfast Silvia noticed in the third caravan from us a man was unpacking his car.