" OK. Thanks, Sister."He went in. Wendy's description had not really prepared him fully for the sight he saw but he managed to smile and say hello lov...ingly. He kissed her forehead and then, sitting by the bed and took her left hand. He squeezed it gently and was delighted to get a response."Well, my precious darling," he said. "Not one of your nicer surprises least of all for you. Have the doctors told you anything?" 'O." I didn't think they would because it's still too early to do any tests to. ” Davy said.“Yes,” Natasha nodded. “He must be very rich for all of those girls.”“Or a drug dealer,” Davy said, “I’m going to call Liz.”“Don’t bother,” Carlos grabbed Davy’s elbow. “How about you buy Hafnan here a drink?”“But I--” Hafnan looked to Natasha. Natasha’s foot was rubbing up and down Carlos’s thigh as they faced each other on their stools.“Um, I guess. What’s your poison?” Davy asked.“Poison!” Hafnan frowned. “Qu’est-ce que--”“Sorry, what would you like to drink?” Davy frowned as. I had learned most of Noel Coward's songs from my mum, who had, when she was in her teens, spent a little time in Ocho Rios in Jamaica, where Coward had lived. Coward was, apparently, quite taken by my mama. I knew "Mrs Wentworth-Brewster" by heart.KT was humming the bit that goes "nobody can afford to be so lah-dee-bloody-dah in a bar on the Picola Marina." The likelihood of meeting another teenager who knew a Noel Coward song was so unlikely . my heart missed several beats.So why, you might. "You've got a marvelous body," he told her quietly, his fingers brushing lightly back and forth over the thin patch of soft, dark, curly hair that covered her pubic mound. "Do you want me to stop?" Nah... Anh! " Mary gasped when his finger touched her clit. "It's OK Mr. Barnes. I like it."Don felt her body flinch slightly as he pressed between her legs, but when he ran his middle finger along the cleft of her pussy, she seemed to relax a little. Slowly, back and forth, he moved his hand through.