Then, I was so used to being alone that I couldn’t bear to share my cave with another person. I love my kingdom and my independence. Of course, I’...e always appreciated a little sexy, female company,” he said the last sentence winking and raising his glass of water, waiting for the pot to warm up. “What about you? Any Mr. Helen? Being you here makes me think he’s not in the picture either. But I could be wrong,” he asked, curious as well. “There was one, divorced. Now I understand your feelings. I can put a date and a possible painter to the miniature, but alas, not a name of the rather attractive girl."He took another closer look at the miniature. "By the manner and style of her dress, and her age, she could well be a contemporary of Marie Louise O'Murphy, whom we know was a member of the harem. It is quite likely that the young woman in the miniature was also an inhabitant of the Parc, and mistress of Louis. We do have a large portrait of Marie Louise O'Murphy in the Academy;. Walking to my car I sighed, consigning myself to the fact that I would be alone for another weekend.Maybe I thought, I ought to try out the bar scene again? No, the last time it had ended in total disaster. True I was a glutton for punishment at times. Being laughed at twice in bed, my bed for the same thing kept me far from that.I had just reached my Toyota Celica when I stopped hearing a sound. Looking around, I didn’t see anything or anyone. Shrugging I opened the door sliding into the. She was riding me harder and faster, watching her expression she was getting close, I took a nipple in my mouth and sucked it hard and she came. Her juices gushing out on to us both. She giggled and said, “we need to shower again lover.”MicheleGwen was on her cell. She talked to her girls who were finishing up dinner at the Olive Garden. I told her to have them bring us some chicken fettucine and salad. By the time we finished our second shower together and dried off, we heard the girls coming.