I grinned at her and said, "Apparently, breakfast was okay."Gretchen said, "Yes, it was quite good. Mack knows what to order in the cafeteria that the... do well. However, it doesn't hold a candle to your cooking, Mom."I said, "I wasn't talking about the food."Gretchen blushed and then grinned. "I paid Poppa's ransom but my captor is a kindly, interesting man."Doctor Abrams said, "I must be acceptable since she has agreed to have dinner with me tonight." He tried hard to keep a deadpan look on. We went to the balcony. I prepared the drinks.After 1 quarter of drinkA: Jaan, I love you. Satisfy my hunger.Me: I am all yours.I kissed her face and neck. Then I started kissing her lips. I started sucking her lips. I hold her face in both hands and kissing passionately. She was enjoying and supporting. I started sucking her tongue. I started lifting her tee while kissing. I slowly removed her tee and her boobs are free of clothes. I started pressing her boobs while kissing. We still were on. Catharine emerged from the room a few minutes after I was finished in my room. She looked just as pretty as always but something seemed different to me. Within a few more minutes I became aware of what it was, Catharine was wearing the same cotton top, but it seemed as if she was braless underneath. Did I ruin her only bra for this weekend. Someone of her size could not hide this very well, as her breasts hung pendulously and swayed every time she moved. Surely she was uneasy about this fact. The French member of my four man long range reconnaissance team was a fantastic combat soldier and a person that I trusted to cover my back when the enemy was coming at us from all directions. However, I had this deep-seated suspicion that most of the French advisors were taking notes and writing down dates and names of everything we did for future use against us when the time was ripe. I knew their ambitious plans for a “New France” eventually would be doomed to failure and it was a bitter.