As soon as the large front door closed, all the sounds from the street outside vanished. The cool air was thick with the scent of violets and from som...where a distant clock ticked rhythmically. The black and white floor tiles were smooth and polished beneath Nicole’s feet and she found herself fascinated by the symmetrical pattern. It reminded her of Nan’s old house back in Cornwall. That house had been sold, probably converted into a guest house or some such monstrosity by now. Nan would have. Hell if you have the body for it why not enjoy if remind myself as I sport several tattoos. My favorite is a full vine that disappears in the crack of my ass. After my son went to college, I found I had lots of time on my hands as my husbands works out of town a great deal of time. As was the case this particular Friday I am about to share with you. I was busy doing chores around the house, wearing a pair of tiny shorts and a crop top that I had made from an older tank top. The top was cutoff. I then put my hand on it. "Look I'm touching it. Aren't I cool?" I then walked back to my room. I probably should of felt bad about leaving him in his room, hard and horny. But at that point I was so mad that I didn't care. After an hour of sitting and watching TV, I heard a knock on my door. "Come in," I said. Arthur walked into the room. "What do you want?" I asked. "I just wanted to say sorry for how I acted." "Yeah I'm sorry too. I shouldn’t have done that" "Haha thanks. I'm still. We had a light quarrel about the money; until Ana said she was going to have a shower and get into bed. She warned me not to come up until I figured something out. After ten minutes thinking, I found out the solution.Anita was already in bed by the time I walked into the bedroom. She stared at me, saying she would not go alone on this vacation trip.I then suggested if she could call her Black Master and ask him if he could go with her on this trip. She opened her eyes wide; but quickly she said.