He also spent a great deal of time flirting with every woman in the town. He was lighthearted, funny, and even Celes admitted that she had warmed up t... the old man. She had found reasons to spend a lot of time with him when she could.Celes then told Danica that some things had arrived for her. Danica brightened and followed Celes to her lab to examine everything. The woodworking tools were in three plain wooden cases. Danica had asked for every type of tool the man had ever made, in three. She held my right hand and started playing with it casually and after sometime kept it on her belly just on the top part of the jeans. Half my hands rested on her jeans and rest on her belly. I tried to pull it but couldn’t reach more than her upper stomach just below her boobs when she held it again. The lower part of kurta came up with my hand and I could now see a small portion of her belly. Her navel was just below the top portion of her jeans. She had a great navel with a definite round. Lucas strolled onto the patio, but Brita didn’t stop. He came over, ignored what Brita was doing to me and apparently her hot body, and suggested an intimate little restaurant for dinner on the edge of Puerto Vallarta. Security had already checked it out. He volunteered to arrange a table for us there if we were interested. I told him we were, and he strolled off with another lump in his pants.That evening, we again had the mini-bus, this time with security vehicles or war wagons as they were. “Well,” came Trenok’s voice from the flap of the tent, “that was… depressing.” I wheeled around to see my son grinning from ear to ear. “You sneaky little shit.” “Was that how you proposed to Mom?” “No,” I growled, “I gave her an egg, threw her on the bed, then fucked you into existence. In retrospect, I should’ve pulled out.” “In retrospect, you should’ve tied the tent flap shut.” “If you tell anyone—” “I won’t.” Trenok said, stepping into the tent. “But will you? Will Yavara ever hear that.