The brat took off and left me still in the clutches of Mr Lieutenant Asshole.I could hear her cackling as she sped away.“This doesn’t count!” I ...ollered.“Does. He’s a course obstruction!”He didn’t turn me loose until she’d won.No ... wasn’t deliberate ... his chin was on the deck and there were flies laying eggs in his mouth.The kid can sail ... she learned in the roughest school in the world. New Zealand. Five years in the company of World and Olympic champions ... tough competition. Tyche is. On to France...”“Home of French Fries and the French Kiss,” Kalista said, making us all laugh a bit, including Michael who glanced over at Sarah and saw her and Annie holding each other, arm in arm. He smiled, seemingly resigned to his fate at simply lusting for Sarah from afar.“Charles—Charles honey, where’d you go?” Claire said.“Sorry, I was just thinking about something, where was I, somebody?”Sarah helped by saying, “We were entering France, Mon Capitan.”“OK, 2 in Marseille, France, then on. Lucy’s real wet. I was just fucking her face. Now I’m eating her cunt. Next I’m going to fuck your wife’s brains out. She really enjoys it. Here, let her tell you.”He handed the phone to white-faced quivering Lucy whispering, “Say: I love the way he fucks me. Or you won’t get anymore drug.”John resumed his cunt-lapping. Just as he sucked on her hot button, Lucy gasped into the phone, “Uuh, ooh! I love the way he fucks me.” All she heard was a banging sound as George slammed the phone down.John. She licked her lips to moisten them and looked her daughter straight in the eye. "You looked very sexy in that baby doll in the store," she said. "Maybe we can try on some more when we get home." You look pretty good, too, Mom. We could almost pass for doubles." We'll have to try that at the party," she said with a wink, and Cindy wondered what she meant.When they got home, Sara tossed the packages onto the kitchen counter and got out a bottle of wine. "Want something?" she asked Cindy."Well,.