She was wearing a knee-length robe and a pair of high heel sandals. "Hello !", she called out as she walked across the lawns toward me. "I'm Ione...Gl...oria's big sister," she said pleasantly. I introduced myself, and offered her a lounge chair. She put her coffee mug down, settled into the chair, and lit a 120 Rothmann. "I flew in last night for a couple of days, Gloria and I are going to Montreal to surprise our youngest sister on her birthday Friday." she explained. She was an older version of. "I was thinking of giving the lads a treat tonight to celebrate, Dave agrees," I told him quickly. "Are you okay backing me up?"His eyes sparkled as he smiled agreement. "Like the first time Dave and I enjoyed you?" he queried."Oh yes," I smiled wickedly at him, "but I need you to lead. Otherwise, none of them would dare. And Dave knows we need him out of it, or they still won't. I will make it up to him at home." Leave it to me, sexy tits," he laughed, squeezing my boobs, "I know just how to. “Except every time I think that way I know I could never live with myself if I’d have walked away. So, even though you and your family did whatever you could to put it all aside and left me to rot, I’m still proud of what I did to help you that day. But don’t ever count on me being the one to save you again. Because you just might pick the wrong time to be in danger and I might be in one of my ‘to hell with Suzy’ moods. And you’re still the one who ran away and did nothing to help a friend who. Another strange thing was that while there were both men and women walking about, they did not really seem to interact. And at the side of the city through which he had been taken in had only had men in it.Of course everyone he saw on this market seemed to represent the higher classes of society, so maybe that had something to do with it. Rich people were strange.And a lot of those rich people passing by were shooting Jord appraising looks. He did not much care for those looks, so he tried his.