The next few days were a blur, she'd gone from frustrated housewife looking for a holiday adventure, to a slut men and dogs could dominate, to a sexual predator, she actively sought out men, offered to suck them off, if her cunt hadn't have been so puffy and sensitive they could all have fucked her.

Now it was the last night of her holiday, she'd resisted going back to the original bar, if it was busy she might end up with the four men who'd left her so frustrated, she hadn't gone to the ice cream parlour and later, regretting her decision realised she had no way of making contact with George or Tony.

She walked to the park and sat on what she thought of as her bench, she'd done this a few times lately hoping the dogs would turn up but they hadn't, not even alpha.

She thought about looking for uncle s house but on the way there was busy sucking off Dimitri so had no idea where it

She returned to the hotel feeling low, the receptionist called her over.

Madam, the police were just here, they want to speak to you.

Police me? Why?

I don't know, can you call this number?

She was bemused but called.

An english speaking officer said he would come and pick her up, she queried why, but he wasn't forthcoming.

Twenty minutes later she was in a police car on her way to the station.

Madam, prostitution is illegal in Greece, We've had various complaints about your behaviour but it seems no money changed hands so we're charging you with soliciting, do you wish to make a statement?

Make a statement? I don't know what you're on about, I'm going home tomorrow and I've never been a prostitute, I can't believe anyone would suggest that.

If you plead guilty you can pay a 1000 fine and go home as planned, but if not you'll be held in custody until a court appearance is arranged.

But I don't have 1000, is there no way around this?

She should have guessed the answer.

Two hours later she was driven back to the hotel with a sore arse, aching jaw and her cunt more swollen and puffy than ever, but wearing the biggest smile.

Eleven men, eleven, in two hours and most more than once, it was the perfect end to a perfect holiday.