He took some comfort from the fact that no one screamed or fainted in his presence, as he once feared they would. Still, he was lonely.Walking down th... wide, curving staircase, which led to a large, marble foyer, he pulled at the cuffs of his shirt.He swore."Merde!"He had forgotten to put on his cuff links. Just as he turned to walk back to his room, the doorbell rang and he could hear a cane rapping on his door."Damn that Raoul! If he chips the paint on the door again, I am going to paint it. She giggled, but didn’t move her hand. I gave her a quizzical glance and she stared back intently. Slowly her hand slid up my thigh and began a careful exploration of what was lurking in my swim trunks. Her eyes widened and she leaned close and whispered, “It’s true what I’ve heard. It’s really big!” What could I possibly reply, “Yeah baby it’s huge. Want to see it?” However I was so caught by surprise I was reduced to incoherent babbling, stammering something like, “Oh it’s no big deal,”. ..we leave with him and she kind of wobbles on her feet. He helped her to the car and helped her in. Getting a long look up her skirt as she moved around in the seat. She was in teh back seat and he and I up front. He adjusted the mirror to get a look up her skirt. She noticed and got really bold by takeing her panties off and saying they were bunching up on her pussy. Her words I swear. So now he was watching her bald pussy more then the road. I had to remind him to watch the road sometimes.. She gently pried her finger from Androcles's grasp and looked at Dasha. "I ... I am hungry." She spoke suddenly.Dasha smiled. "Good. Come with us to the kitchen. We do all our own cooking here ... but I make a mean Boureki." Are you sure this is wise For'mya?" Deia asked as she settled into the comfortable chair in the small study.For'mya nodded as she walked around and poured them both morning coffees. She knew how Deia liked it and added the proportions before turning and moving back handing.