He had been married once, when he was a youngman, but his wife was killed a year after their nuptials, when herFerrari sports car hit a bridge abutmen... which she did not sense throughher alcoholic haze. He never remarried.I was also surprised to find that, contrary to the image he deliberatelycultivated, Umberto was quite learned. He was capable of quoting atlength from Shakespeare and Byron in English, Racine and Voltaire inFrench, Goethe and Lessing in German, Seneca and Terrence in Latin,. Then the thought hit me, he was going to fuck me. I said "iv never had sex before just used a couple of things on my ass" He cut me off and said "trust me, Il take good care of this hole, now come here and suck my cock" I moved around so i was lying on the bed sucking him on the edge of it, he was leaning over and slapping my arse and rubbing my hole. He stuck his finger in my mouth then pulled it out and i felt it on my hole, he slid it in and i flinched. He said "you just keep sucking that. "How about a picture of you two together?" someone suggested."Give her a kiss!" someone else said, and Molly looked pretty self-conscious the way she blushed, but her dad seemed to think it was a good idea.He was probably happy nobody could ask anymore questions while Molly posed with me and I kissed her cheek for the cameras. There were more questions shouted out, but I didn't answer any of them. A woman asked me if I'd known my dad was having an affair, which seemed pretty rude. Someone else. Is it pretty?" Yes."I noticed that Heather and Greg were also looking at the globe. The light was reflecting in all of their eyes. "Ashley, are you nervous?" Yes." As you watch the globe your body will relax, every muscle will relax. It is incredibly relaxing looking at the globe. Can you feel yourself relaxing?" Yes."I glanced at her friends and they were looking very relaxed. "Ashley, you must look at the globe. It attracts your mind. If you stop looking at the globe you will feel like you.