I stared open-mouthed, waiting to get a glimpse. But as his boxers came off he hid his dick behind his hands.‘Oh for god’s sake! Just show it to m....’‘It’s embarrassing. I’m er, rather turned on.’‘So what? So am I. I’m not leaving until I see it.’ I said.‘You’re turned on too?’‘Of course. Look at my nipples.’And he did look. He took a long stare.‘Can I touch them?’ he asked.‘No! You’re not my boyfriend. You can look but you can’t touch.’He carried on looking, for a few more seconds. Then his. “It’s my pleasure, Mrs. Stewart.”When they entered the house, Mac scooped up Grace and carried her across the threshold of his front door.“Put me down, silly. I don’t want you pulling a muscle in your back!”Mac put her down and said, “Okay, Mrs. Stewart, would you like a tour of your home?”Grace smiled, “Sure, but shouldn’t we get the bags inside?”“Randall has that handled. He will bring them in, and Suzanna, the new housekeeper, will unpack them for us.”Grace frowned. “I guess having Randall. Brian’s boat finally capsized, while Ted’s boat began to take on water, leaving him and Denise swamped.Clambering onto the overturned hull, Brian and Marsha hung on for dear life, both of them feeling the cold draining the energy from their bodies. Ted and Denise attempted to bail his boat enough to remain afloat, with only limited success. Ted had the idea of trying to swim to Skull Island, then realized that while he had a chance, neither Marsha nor Denise were strong enough swimmers to cover. The performance wasn't a play but a musical ironically called, "Kiss Me Kate." Mr. Lin explained that it was a retelling of Shakespeare's play, "The Taming of the Shrew." 'Jessie' didn't much like musicals but found this one amusing so it kept her attention. The only attention she received from Mr. Lin was his hand inside the slit in her dress and that is all it took to get her wet. Following the play, Mr. Lin was greeted by people that knew him. She was always introduced as Jessie, but nothing.