Some food and drink had been consumed, but the cake was uncut."Bobby!" she yelled when she saw me. She turned the vacuum off. "Mom and Dad are coming ...ome tomorrow!" They are?" I could feel my eyebrows going up."Dad called while you were gone. Where were you? Gramps said you went to John's. I told him that was crazy. You didn't, right?"She was talking a mile a minute and hyper. Her hands were fluttering at her sides as she talked."I went for a walk," I said."Oh. Can you help me clean up? I want. His sisters, who also lived in Europe, were on the same flight. He couldn’t be away from his businesses for too long, and needed to get back. He did promise her that business wouldn’t interfere with their honeymoon. He just needed to be close so he could check on things. He would take a whole month off just to devote himself to her. Besides, Beka really couldn’t object to having her honeymoon in France, even if it would be her home for years to come.When they finally arrived in Paris, a. .. if I was moving vigorously the fabrics would rub me in an unexpected ways... A couple of occasions, during class, those frictions would get me horny and embarrassed I would try to conceal my excitement by adopting any position that would relieve the tension between my legs. I would sit, crouch or bend down, pretending to tie my shoelaces, always worked. Or so I thought.Not uncommon in my continent, more so in those times, the resources dedicated to the educational system were scarce.. Why don’t you give them one of your tours, and I’ll take the vault?”“You sure?”“Yeah, no problem.”“Well…okay. Thanks. I’ll try not to leave you down there too long.”Robert shrugged his shoulders. “It’s cool.”Walking down the stairs, he wondered if Margaret had seen through his charade. Then he realised he didn’t give a shit what Margaret thought. I’ve got Alyssa all to myself, he thought.He swiped his card and entered the vault, the office nickname for the cathedral-like hall of employee.