‘You look very handsome, Ronaldo.’ Rachael said to him. ‘Thank you. I wanted to try out my pirate costume for the Pirates Festival which isn’t...until October. Have you ever fantasized about being romanced by a pirate?’ Ronaldo said. ‘Not unless if I was reading a historical romance novel involving a pirate.’ Rachael answered. Ronaldo responded by picking her up in his strong arms and deeply kissing her lips. He carried her to her bedroom and laid her down gently on top of the bed. He kissed her. She marched over to the bar, gave the blonde an icy look, grabbed Brad's hand and said, "Come with me. I need to talk to you."She pulled him from his spot, still holding his hand, and marched him upstairs, through Terry's kitchen, and then out the back door. The backyard had a pool, with some lounge chairs scattered around the pool deck. Nobody was out here, and the only light was from the pool, casting a blue glow around the deck, and from the stars that were out on this clear night.Ashley. I swallowed hard and fast but some still escaped around my lips. I felt it trail down my chin and drip onto my breast. I swallowed the last of his juice and looked up to see him smiling down at me. He pulled his cock from my mouth and helped me to my feet.We moved over to where the water was spraying down and it felt good to feel the warm water cascade over us. He pulled me to him and held me so close. His strong arms protective and yet so gentle. His lips covered mine and our tongues danced. Maria was washed and delivered ready so that Sylvia could begin. She combed and clipped Maria's hair without a word, her only contact was a few stolen glances at her eyes in the mirror. It was only as she pulled up her curler basket that she broke silence. "What I'm doing is just for your photo shoot," explained Sylvia. "Your hair's too straight for this everyday without a tight perm. Miz Costello says your hair's got to grow anyway. We'll be down every couple of days to teach you how to do.