He investigated Aunt Charlotte'scloset again. He selected an orange halter top that would leave his armsand shoulders bare and a pair of chocolate bro...n culottes that came tojust above the knee. He found a pair of low heeled sandals that would beperfect. Stripping off the bikini he slipped into a pair of black lace pantiesthen pulled up the culottes, fastening them at the side. Pulling thetop down as far as it would go still left his midriff exposed and hedebated whether to wear something. Fifteen minutes later and Kitty had finally recovered from her post coitus, and Kitty made a discovery."Baby, you didn't come. Again." No, but that is ok." No it isn't. Here baby, let me take care of you" as she moved her head back to Peter's hips. "It is ok, Kitty, I am fine. Besides, I am not hard any more and I want to get back to my painting." He said as he tried to pull Kitty back up to his chest."No, I will not allow you to not be satisfied after you just gave me such a glorious. ‘Oh Tess…’ Shane called out in a playful tone and I tried to stifle my giggles. ‘Come out here, sweetheart. I have a present for you…’ I fished my phone out of my pocket and sent him a text. Stop trying to draw out the enemy with promises of presents! The moment he walked in the door from the gym I hurled snowballs at him rapid-fire from the top of the stairs, then sprinted off to hide before he registered what the hell was happening. I heard a faint dinging sound, and then his booming laugh.. “Ok you two, time to get up for breakfast and I have to get to mass.”“Mass?” I said ignorantly.“It’s Sunday Brad,” said Marissa. “Tony’s going to church.”I made an “Oh” sound.“It’s an Italian thing Brad. Say, would you two like to join me? My mother would be thrilled to meet you and you’d make my uncle’s day to see Marissa again.” I knew that it would make his uncle’s day to see her; his uncle didn’t even care that I existed.“Isn’t Kaitlyn going?” I asked innocently.“Uh no, she’s not Catholic.”.