. come ... stay with us,” I blurted out. “For Thanksgiving.”“I’m not looking for a handout, Arthur. I’ll be fine,” she said.“No. Our f...iend ... my friend ... please.” I was struggling. Word bubbles kept entering my throat and then popping. “I’ll paint your portrait!” That was it. That was what she wanted and I’d promised. Thanksgiving was a perfect time. Kendra’s head snapped around to look at me.“Really?” she whispered. I nodded. “Will it be okay? With Annette and Morgan?” I nodded again. “I’m. Nicola said almost nothing and just sat there looking bored. I was starting to regret this situation and wondered how we could get out of it.Nicola eventually sat forward and blazingly said “Mathew and Peter did not believe that you would let them fuck me tonight. Infact they could not believe you love to know I am being fucked with or without you there”. I stammered and simply said, “It’s all fun and I don’t mind a laugh” thinking it would defuse the situation and their impression.Nicola. That almost made me forget my own crap." Oh the mouth on you!" shuttered Annalise, slapping her forehead. "Don'tyou mean you're just dying to get dressed, please?" Hell yeah I am," said Todd. "Finally?" Finally?" groaned Annalise. "Seriously?" Chill, Annalise," said Kerri, seeing her getting annoyed. "It'll befine, and I'm sure you'll handle it." You know I will," snapped Annalise. "Anyway, sorry for the delay but,your feet were a little smaller than I anticipated, so it took me awhile to find. A slight gasp at her daring and a small wobble of the camcorder were all that betrayed Paul’s surprise. There were other people out on a balcony a couple of doors down, but partitions separating one room from another ensured they were unable to see anything. Anyone on the shore would have had a glorious view of his attractive wife, but there was no-one else to appreciate it. She sat in a chair and draped one leg over the arm. Paul zoomed in to get a close-up of his wife’s sweetest and most.