“I mean it’s so far from the realm of reality.” “For the same reason you and Evan are still probably doing it nightly. Just to keep my man hap...y.” “We don’t do it nightly anymore,” Emily said, a little embarrassed. “Just a couple of times every week.” “Rich thinks Evan is having you nightly,” Janice chuckled, “and probably twice or three times a day on weekends.” “He’s dreaming,” Emily said. “We don’t do it all the time.” Janice shrugged. “Maybe not,” she said, “but that’s the perception Rich. I was very comfortable as they had a matured understanding and never commented anything even on things they thought I should not do. Uncle had on few occasions showed their concern on the number of cigarettes I smoke and my daily drinks, and late nights. But he presented it as a suggestion which shall be good for my health otherwise it was always up to me the way I wanted to live. My biggest excitement was the food which aunty cooked. She could have very successfully ran a restaurant or been a. The sun blazed, the boat dipped and rose, the heat increased and the drink flowed. Simi relaxed, chatted, adjusted her bikini every once in a while and generally enjoyed herself. She should have felt it coming but she didn’t, her previous sleep on the beach had weakened and dehydrated her and she was topping up on champagne. She stood to make yet another trip to the bar but her legs just wouldn’t hold her, her head spun and her knees buckled.When she woke Simi thought she was still dreaming,. He sat with his chest to her back and cradled her in his arms. She fit so perfectly in his arms, with her back leaned against his chest. He could feel is manhood hardening and hoped that she couldn’t feel it pressed against her back. He began rubbing his fingers through her long, blonde curls. She let out a small moan and that was all the encouragement he needed. He turned her head to the side and trailed kisses from her neck to her luscious lips. She leaned toward him. Little did she know,.