"A girls week away, Trisha had told her husband. Her, and best friends Mara, Gina and Sally, would go to Marbella ... it was ok, obviously , because Gina was the vicar's wife, and Sally was her husband's sister. ... well, last she'd seen Gina was two hours ago, on her knees at the back of a Spanish nightclub with a young spaniards hands round the back of her head as she bobbed her head back and forth into his thrusting groin... the last she'd seen of Sally was ten minutes ago as she'd taken one of the two black waiters back to her room...Mara had been banging the pool guy all week... and now here she was , Trisha Parkinson, on all fours in her hotel room, being taken like a bitch on heat by the other black waiter , ... she had never felt so good...."