He browsed the places near and far where they could stay. He decided on a very isolated cottage near a small arm of Lake Champlain. The title was stil...l in limbo due to an estate distribution proceeding slowly through probate, something he discovered when he contacted the family doing the advertising. The clerk and the executors had reached an agreement that allowed the eventual owner to rent it as a vacation place as long as the income went directly to the estate, into a separate bank. In itwere three jars of her famous tomato sauce, and a collection of coldcuts along with four nice apples "for the bambino". She stopped in frontof the sign directing people to visit DaSilva's for more healthygoodies, and read it carefully."New customers have come to the store all day," she said in her heavilyaccented English. "They say, a sign in the bakery told them to come. Wehave never been so busy. We are nearly cleaned out." She looked at theempty shelves in the bakery. "Not as empty as. He came out after a shower with only his boxers on and I was wearing a tight black sleeveless chudi with no dupattah.Wow what amazing body he has, I was literally unable to take my eyes off him but I somehow managed to and gave him the tea. He had it and fell on the bed saying he was really tired. I asked him, “would u like a massage??” He at once had a big smile on his face and I think he knew what was coming. He told yes and I slowly started to massage his hand and in a matter of seconds I. ? ?Are you sure?? she flirtatiously bit her own finger, drawing a single droplet of blood. Darren’s eye’s followed the crimson bead as Kayla drew her tongue over the wound. Leaning against the tormented demon, she flicked her hair aside to expose her slender neck, ?Go ahead; it’s what we both want.? He grabbed her roughly around the waist but a lingering mote of doubt remained in his eye. ?Really,? Kayla assured, ?It’s okay.? This was enough to persuade him. Darren.