The smile eroded the last of Joe's nerves. He felt welcomed.Leo grabbed a beer for his dad, grabbing a second for himself. Joe kept his wine unfinishe.... Mary worked on her third glass. Marta noticed a concerned glance from Joe when Mary replenished her glass. "Be good, Mary. I want you part of this family at least for this evening," Marta whispered.Briefly seized by her natural quarrelsomeness, Mary took a breath, examined her level of intoxication and nodded.Problematic discussing the strange. He held her close with one hand wrapped around her waist, his other hand cradling the back of her neck. His fingers flexed against her skin and the slow, lazy heat of his lips calmed her even as it aroused. She drew in the male scent of him, hooked her hands over his shoulders and sank into the kiss.Her legs trembled as a flash of lightning illuminated the cave. He pulled her more firmly against him, so close she could feel the trip of his heart as his mouth explored hers. Tess touched her. The hot shower felt good, and he used plenty of soap, even scrubbing his hair. Rinsing off, he thought that seeing the Carters make it in a sixty-nine had been something special; Lester was better at eating pussy by the time he had gone through a round with Angela, also, and Debbie had gone after her husband's cock as if she was starving, and his was the only meat that could satisfy her.He was hungry, too, but for belly food, and when he turned off the shower, thought he could catch the. “What are we going to do about him? I don’t want to share my cut with him.”“You really don’t love him, do you?”Mio quickly shakes her head. “Those feeling starting going away when he cared for his work more than me. They totally went away when you recruited me.”Bridget uncrosses her legs and stands up, straightening out her skirt. “Well then,” she sighs. “We’re just going to have to frame him along with my father.”“Can we do that?” Mio looks up questioningly.“Of course,” Bridget answers smugly..