I laughed, but it was obvious he was serious. She returned and we drank some more before we staggered back home. Mike settled on the big settee and I ...took the armchair. C went to the loo again, and she was quite a long time, but when she returned she had changed into her nightwear and her dressing gown. She said something about having spilled drink down her dress. She took the other side of the settee, so was alongside Mike. She pulled her legs up and leaned back. She was obviously still high. Julie slipped her bikini bottoms off and sat spread-eagle on the chase lounge. She had no pubic hair and was cleanly shaven. Her nipples stood erect - calling to be touched. She slipped a lone finger into her vagina and smiled. “Fingers,” she remarked, “Only go so far.” I was about to burst. “Jesus Christ,” I remarked. Julie stood up and approached where I stood, still holding the pool skimmer. She reached down and felt for my erection. “Jesus Christ, is right,” Julie remarked, groping me. “I look like a mud dauber compared to most of those girls.”“Your mirror must be crooked,” I said.She made a face. “Do you want to make love to me?”“Of course,” I said. “Naturally. Such a question!”She laughed and then her eyes widened. A young British lieutenant with his sword in his hand stepped into the clearing. “You are under arrest, both of you, for murder,” he said. I jumped to my feet and then felt a bayonet poking me in the back, jabbing hard.“Tie his hands, corporal,” the young officer. "Puddin' good?" Noah asked when the Tivo reached the crème brûlée part of the meal."Yes, the crème brûlée is excellent too," I said."Cook for us p'ease?" Noah asked. "Yes Unka Ky, cook for us." You want me to make you crème brûlée?" I asked. "Do you have any idea how hard that is to make?" Unka Ky good cook," Noah insisted. "You can make ahhh ... of it," Connor added."All of it?" I asked. The twins nodded the heads in agreement. "You want me to make pork chips, sweet potatoes and crème brûlée?".