Nothing. The timestamp is well over two hours ago. Odd.My mind is reeling. If it was in fact Julie, what is she doing in Brooklyn? Why is she stalking...my wife? What the fuck is happening?I try Linda again, voicemail.“It’s fine,” I say out loud trying to rationalize. It isn’t like Julie and I had done anything since breaking up, other than her lewd texts, and Linda knows about most of those. Besides, I know my wife can handle herself if faced with a confrontation. Though, she does have a temper. So the next day out by the pool I took off my top, if you could see Peters face he was the first man other than James to see my breast in over twenty years it actually made me quite proud of my body, the morning passed without much more and in the afternoon we took another look around the resort.After tea we again sat by the pool and when Shirl came out she had on the smallest thong I had ever seen, it didn't cover much and it became transparent when wet and nothing was left to the imagination,. Bianca did all she could stuff the huge thing into her mouth. Bianca informs: “My mom always comments about taking the taste of a man’s penis slowly to the back of the mouth and massage your tongue all over it.”Vittorio tells Bianca: “I remember the time when your mother taught you of how to become a lesbian.” Bianca smiles: “I remember that. And I loved it!” As Bianca continues drooling and flavoring Vittorio’s penis, Vittorio rubs his hands up and down Bianca’s smooth and feminine bare back. Arwen turned to the king. "Double the guard at Minas Tirith. Quadruple the guard at the ruins of Minas Ithil. Do not allow your sensitivity to your son's death to blind you to your duty to your fellow men, kings, and allies."Lady Ilona started to cry and that's when Bridgette turned her attention to the young mother.It was like a slap in the face, a punch in the gut. Lady Ilona had a fine baby boy, without a hint of evil in its being. What's more, the baby she sensed had nothing in common with.