"I was dating John for like three years and I just found out he's been seeing someone else for the last few months." Go on." Tracy encouraged, pouring...water into a tea pot, and putting it on her stove."He was never that nice and he was never very good in bed, but I guess he was just convenient." So you've decided you'd like to give the other side a try, eh?" Yea, I guess I might as well, no real reason not to." Let's have a chat while we wait for this water to boil." Tracy said.And they did,. Tom and I paid for everything including the girls time but it was worth it. During the day we toured the Isle and in the evening we enjoyed a nice dinner and then dancing. The girls loved to dance and Tom and I were pretty good dancers. The twist was popular in 1960 and the girls loved doing it. Pia and I would go through our normal loving making routine and she was still pleased that she had taught me her favorite position. I really liked her and I was sure that if she were not a working girl. "Come on. Let's go chat for a little while in my study." The three of them entered the study and Mr. Grinnell closed the door behind them. The room was something only seen in a truly rich person's home, two stories tall, walls filled with books, dark leather furniture.Mr. Grinnell walked over to a chair that was obviously his favorite. He gestured to one nearby. "Why don't you sit here, Jim? You'll enjoy the view."Mr. Grinnell and Jim sat, leaving Beth standing. Jim saw her swallow nervously. Judging by the angle of the rising sun, it wasn’t much past 8. I missed Christian. Every bone in my body told me to go back to sleep and just wait for him to come home. The sheets warmed me as my naked body stretched beneath them. I vaguely attempted to fall back asleep until the faint scent of the pancakes that he made for himself this morning made its way up the staircase to my nose. I bounced out of bed, threw my robe on and flew down the stairs to the kitchen. The scent of cinnamon flooded.