.. “Un peut,” I replied, “but very badly. I understood his question, I just couldn’t work out what the answer was in French.”“And what is ...he answer in English?” she asked with a smile.“That no, I’m not Greg Paradise, I’m just an actor that plays Greg Paradise on screen.”She relayed this information to her son in rapid French, of which I caught about three words.“He would like to ask you another question, if that is acceptable,” she said.“Ask away,” I said, smiling at the boy.“Are you going to. She was dressedin a simple white tank top and jeans, though they seemed several sizestoo big for her judging by the way the legs were rolled up and how muchof the top was tucked in. Her facial features were pretty and delicate,giving her resemblance to a doll; skin that looked soft to touch, alittle button nose, cute lips pressed together in a nervous pout, andthin eyes framed by fluttery eyelashes. From the top of her headextended long, pale blonde hair, which flowed down past her shoulders. Well, OK I'm pretty liberal. It does upset me that she was seeing this guy on the side, while fucking me, but then again, I understand that she might not want me to know about her kinky side. Submitting to a guy is most un-PC anyway. And oh, "That's why I often kept the lights off when we were having sex" Well that explains that. So OK. Forgiven.Then she tells me that she has an appointment with him this Saturday, and how cruel he is, and how upset he is going to be if she doesn't show up, and. When I opened my mouth and set my lips on hers, her tongue slowly penetrated my mouth and was soon sliding provocatively over the top of mine. As we continued to kiss, I reached behind her and untied her top. Once our lips parted, I lifted the two triangles off her magnificent breasts and up over her head. When I turned back toward Brandy, after hanging her bikini on the hook, she was looking at me with a provocative sparkle in her eye and a confident little smirk. Her shoulders were pulled.