Michelle gazed over to Madelain and saw the twenty year old girl. She was red head with a freckled face and pudgy. Not comely at all, in her opinion. ...She turned her attention to Michael in an effort to win him over. Like her late husband she laughed at Michael's lame jokes she heard hundreds times before. He was fascinated with Ulysses S. Grant and knew almost everything about the former general and president."Sis was always beautiful. Inside and out. Melissa and me survived the San Francisco. She was around 5'4" and about 140 pounds. Her she wore a 34B bra and her nipples always seemed to stay hard. Her hips were wide, but firm, which was one of the reasons Bob like to fuck her from behind. She hid from a couple of older guys who walked by before spotting a good prospect. He looked to be a little older than her and was fairly fit. As he approached their property she stepped to the edge of the deck, placing her hands on the rail as she leaned over and pretended to take in the view.. He leaned over her and gave her a soft kiss, smoothing the hair back from her forehead. ‘I want you to get some rest.’ ‘Thorne, I’ve rested all day.’ ‘Then keep resting.’ ‘Will you join me later?’ ‘Sammi … ‘ ‘You made a promise to me, Thorne. It’s my choice.’ He’d hoped that she’d forgotten about it but he should have known that he wouldn’t be so lucky. ‘Sammi … ‘ ‘If I wake up without you right here,’ She patted the empty space next to her in the big bed. ‘I will never talk to you again.’. "What- what are you doing?" Ella moans. "Where's Shaun?" The boys took care of him," Abbey-Gayle says smugly. "Do you remember lastyear, when Dannii Samson and her gang went to Spain, they made a video?" Yeah, but- oh no," Ella moans. "Oh god, you've got to be kidding me, I'm inmy nightie for fuck's sake!" Like, so?" Georgie asks."Like, see-through?" Ella asks, before sighing. "Okay... Let me change intomy bikini and I'll let you throw me in the pool." Hmm... Okay," Abbey-Gayle says with a smug.