"“Oh I intended to very soon, but I think you’re the one who will be paying, naughty girl.” She gave him a punch on the shoulder and began to la...ugh. Soon they arrived at the beach house he had rented – it was perfect - with a welcoming wrap-around porch with a comfy chaise lounge made for two, nestled into a quiet section of the beach. She could understand why he called it his happy place. She knew no matter what happened the rest of the weekend, it would always be her ‘happy place’ too. They. This was commented on to Gran after he left later in the day. She said laughingly, “Well, he comes from my side of the family, and we are all good looking!” Mark and Gran sat having a coffee and talking for about half an hour. Mark moved over to Gran’s chair and took her is his arms and kissed her. “I don’t know about you Nana, but I would like to explore the rest of you. Can I take your caftan off?” Gran looked up at him, stood up and held up her arms. After kissing her again, Mark gently. The attending maid handed him a towel and he dried off, shy to be naked under the open sky. ‘Your robe, sir.’ Jacobi appeared with a soft cotton robe and Withers covered himself, getting back into the cart and letting the young man take him over to the tent. Cook stood guard outside, her apron starched and clean and her smile welcoming. ‘Hello, Peter.’ ‘Hello, Edithe. What did I do to deserve this?’ ‘You’ll have to ask my mistress.’ Cook turned and entered the tent, standing aside so that he. She feels like one of the ants her brother used to scorch by refracting the sun through a magnifying glass on the scurrying insects during the summer holidays.Looking deep into Alexandra’s brown doe eyes that convey vulnerability like a kitten left out in the rain and an unlocked, ferocious sexuality, Steel is torn apart inside by conflicting desires; should he love and nurture this beautiful child woman or just find a flimsy pretext to slip her some Rohypnol and get her attached to the Titty.