That did earn him a big kiss sloppy kiss.Duke Zintan was in a quandary.He looked at the beautiful young woman seated before him. He could well see why...his son had fallen for her charms. He had a suspicion that there was more to the story of Ronald falling into the river. But then, knowing his son, unless he was on a horse, he had two left feet, and he tripped over them constantly.However, the man Albert Arrondale, who had been posing as his son, had caused him several problems. Influential. I knew their wares but was unwilling to expose my body to that extent. I knew Mo had no such limitations. She walked to the shallow end steps and walked into the water. Her suit, what little there had been of it, vanished becoming transparent when wet. Roger’s eyes along with those of most other men were fixed on her body. Mo knew what was happening since it was purposeful.Angela chuckled. “Jar, as you can see, Mo hasn’t changed her ways.”‘No. I don’t know what will change her but it sure. I had peace here in the San Fernando Valley of California. The weather was uniformly good. And I was eating regular. Hell, I had it made.But life is full of surprises and interruptions and distractions even here in our previously inviolate sanctuary. I say previously because I could see the man—he sure had aged—trudging up the walkway to our little two bedroom mid-range apartment complex. Oh him? Why Owen Cord of course.Rina was inside putting hot dogs together for our midday caloric. I didn't struggle much as I was pulled deep into a very secluded area. My attacker was a very handsome tall black man with wide shoulders and a bright smile. 'Why watch when you can participate, or are you one of those that just like to watch. You know I've been watching you as you walked around.' I shook my head in the negative as he undid his zipper and fumble around for a minute. Not knowing what to do I just stood there looking from his crotch to his face, finally he found what he was.