Oliverand his wife, Estelle, had been visiting New Orleans for Mardi Gras,and had stayed for a few days to be with their son and, to quoteOliver, "Mee...t this fine young lady, who seems to have stolen our son'sheart."To be fair Oliver and Estelle had done everything in their power to putme at ease. They were a wonderful couple. They had treated me as adaughter for the last three days, and they seemed genuinely pleasedthat Brett and I were together. I wondered what they would have said ifthey had. I feel my heart warm just looking at you and feeling your incredible body hold me down. Please."Chen drops her weapon and kisses Gia. Her hands free, they grope at luscious breasts pressing provocatively against the dark leather Gia wears. Gia, her own arms freed, grasps buttocks in both hands and pulls Chen's pubic bone against her. Legs shift until thighs scissor thighs and pussy presses hard against pussy.The kiss ends, allowing gasping breaths of oxygen and a separation enabling fast. He had nothing against lesbians, but if she had been he’d have killed her right away. He remembered watching her before he kidnapped her. She was pretty, vivacious and charming, but a little stand offish too, especially around men. Susan was sexy, not in a promiscuous way like a whore, more in a girlish innocent way. She had an innocence that frightened and disarmed him. It sort of stirred his protective instincts too. He saw she had an inner strength. He reflected about her fighting him off. Suddenly my mind did a double take; here I was assessing Hayley as I would any other attractive woman when eight days ago I'm sure that I wouldn't have even noticed what she was wearing. It was an eerie thought.I invited her in, still uncertain whether it was me seeing adult behaviour in the thirteen-year-old or she had her own agenda. She answered the unasked question when she looked up smiling and asked if I planned to have a bath later.I asked her why she felt that she needed to know but all.