Monu and his staff didn’t look or behave like boss and subordinates. They were more like a group of friends having fun. Girls didn’t call him, Sir... only Monu. Valets and cooks were calling him, Sir.I could make out everyone was happy and well looked after.After lunch, I and Monu went back to our bed room. Wasim had no issues, actually he was happy that I found love. I hugged Monu and fell asleep even before my head touched pillow.I slept like a log for several hours. When I got up it was. Except for the foul look she fired at Andy's now more normal appearance she was not able to say what she felt like saying as she handed him her shopping list and fifty pounds.Relieved to get his feet out of the painful shoes and remove the dress Andy had been tempted to remove his bra as well, but restrained by her comment about shirt and trousers. He had dressed in one of his suits and did not miss the faint smile on her face as she pressed a hand on his shoulder and checked that he was still. She put her hand on my leg and rubbed up and down. We got up and danced, staying on the floor through a number of songs, finally returning to the table for a break. After about ten minutes, a slow song came on and she got up, pulling my arm. I was a bit hesitant as this was not a private party with females only, and I felt a bit self conscious. “C’mon, let’s dance.” “I don’t know. This isn’t like Parados. A fast dance is one thing, but this is a slow dance.” “It’s okay. I don’t want to make. " "All right! Fair enough... so, I guess my next question is, were you ever going to tell me?" "Honestly, Karen, I can't answer that question because, I'm not really sure... I guess if a situation ever came up where I thought you had a need to know, I wouldn't have hesitated telling you. Apparently, Mickey thought you needed to know the truth of the matter. Otherwise, I don't think he would have volunteered the information." "Let me guess!" Gabriella continued. "The two of you were having a.