There was nothing wrong with the gray shirt, but the navy tank would definitely accentuate what she was always proudest to show off: her boobs. She g...rinned at herself and shook her head as she reached for the hanger. She sure seemed to be putting the ‘girls’ on display more and more lately. The weather was still warm and she’d tried to rationalize her outfit choices under that argument, but it was simply a justification. The truth was that she was beginning to feel more comfortable at her new. "Have a seat and I'll be right back.I sat on the plush sofa and soon she returned with a tray holding a bottle of wine, two half-filled glasses and shrimp cocktails. Huge shrimp hung on the rims of sauce-filled glasses. She bent down and placed the tray on the table in front of the sofa, then picked up her wine and sat down on the sofa about three feet to my right. She tied her hair back with a scrunchie and turned slightly toward me. She looked gorgeous. She was barefoot and dressed in soft. I said "good morning," finished my email and logged out. He was starting coffee."Want anything?" he asked."Cereal and milk," I guess. "Is there any fruit?" He waved at the bowl, where there were some very brown bananas."There may be something in the refrigerator bin, too."There were two slightly withered apples. I took one and the milk and put them on the table. Then I got a bowl of dry cereal and a spoon."Well, Patrick, what's your take?" Rob needs help. Does Mum know a psychoph... ?" I. ”Zetia snorted in her mug and cackled with laughter. “He is married well and often.”“You sound like the King,” Captain Minetos answered dryly. “You’re not a king are you?”“Sorry, he is only a prince,” Julie quipped, treading on swampy ground about our real background. “He’s married to a couple of princesses, however.”I knew Julie hadn’t drunk too much dark ale, so I was a bit surprised by her frank comment. He looked shocked.“It’s true, I’ve talked to them,” Zetia added with eagerness.“And.