Tentatively raising a hand up she lightly touched his chest, her hand stroking across the inviting flesh and wiry hair, eliciting a groan from him, hi... eyes closing as he absorbed her touch upon his hot body. Opening them again he bent down, kissing her sweetly, and then sat down on the end of the bed to remove his boots. Froo stood there watching him, unsure what to do next, only to see him lift up his open hand to her, after he had removed both boots and socks, in a silent gesture for her to. Follow me in about five minutes.” I told you she was smart. This might actually work.She hopped out of the pool and languidly walked to the pool house, her cute ass swaying side to side and her full breasts bouncing lightly. What a sight. A few minutes later I followed her, trying to look like everything was normal. In fact I could barely walk. My little sister, in a group of her friends at the other end of the pool, eyed me suspiciously, but there was no turning back now.I went into the pool. Not like yours - fluffy white pillows and fancy French doors. She pours you a drink, white wine in a tall slender glass, then goes to change. Modestly sized Rodin replicas dot the perimeter of the room, each at rest on its own simple black pedestal - cold, white, flesh-from-stone women with faces hidden, lying twisted into shapes that flaunt their bodies in the most sensual ways. You're drawn to one of them, a voluptuous female form lying with legs curled under her, face nearly obscured by a. Have nothing to do with them. Even if they offer you $200 or $300 turn them down!”All three looked at me as if I had gone mad.“Now make sure the paintings that have to go back to their owners are properly crated with the right addresses. Except, Paul. You, come with me and help sort out the paintings that have been purchased.” I walked away but not one of my sons moved.“What about our own stuff?” Paul asked.“Deal with that when mine has been done,” I snarled. All three stood like statues..