My plans to catch up with Vicky had been put on hold; I called my gorgeous lover after dropping Hayley at work—on Hayley's request—only to find out that Vicky had a paid photo shoot for a surf magazine this morning. She regretfully said she couldn't see me for at least a few hours but would more than make it up to me later. After the phone call she sent me a picture of one of the outfits she was modelling, a very skimpy two-piece bikini that left little to the imagination. It was only 10:00am and I didn't feel like crashing whatever my parents were doing with my sister, as...