She isn't above checking out the competition and has been known to point out a nice rack before my radar picks it up!!! But boy was I wrong.When I ca...e in the front door, my mind set had me totally misread the situation. She was standing in the doorway to the dining room in a pair of her shortest shorts and a wife-beater tee shirt of mine tied tight. Her bronzed skin and big boobs made that top look awesome and I was certain this was going to be one of helluva night to remember... and it. This is so wonderful."We lay snuggled for a couple of minutes before Mercy said, "I need to go home for a day or so to calm my dad. He's on the verge of coming here to make sure I'm okay. My mom keeps telling him I'm all right, but he's very protective and wants to make sure."Sue patted Mercy's arm, "If you have to go, I can fly you there and back. It would be fun. But you know they could come here. I'd love them to visit with us, to show them around Tampa and the beaches." I probably should go. By the time I was done cleaning, two hourshas passed. I had a pile of clothes on the floor and a pile ofquestionable things on the bed.I sat down on the couch and examined my handy work. The irony of my OCD asa man cleaning up after a messy woman, which I now was, was hard toescape, but as I caught my breath, I began to dry the sweat from my brow,and without even noticing I was doing it, lifting my breasts to dryunderneath them where they rested against my body. I noticed what I wasdoing just. As Julie followed she realised the villa was much more impressive than the exterior indicated. It was in fact a walled courtyard with myriad of rooms all the way round the outside facing into a paved veranda that surrounded the centre piece of a swimming pool that was reflecting the last rays of the setting sun. "Nice" whistled Julie "Sergeant's pay must be good." "Major," laughed Ziva, "And yeah it's not bad I guess. Myself and Ivanka like it and it's very discrete and secure." "Ivanka?" Julie.