They all talk like that.”“If you are aware of the nomenclature of the gentleman,” the goddess said haughtily, “why do you hasten to mock him w...en instead you should be tripping over the feet in your mouth to offer your introductions and present him to us?” Béla smiled to herself. She was really surprised that she got all that out without tripping over her own tongue.Poor Geoffrey looked embarrassed at being chastised in public by his goddess, but Béla felt he deserved it. The captain had. “I believe that’s Chef Mary O’Toole and I have no idea what she is feeding him,” Molly said after looking in the direction Ellen had pointed.“Look at the expression on his face. It must taste like heaven,” Ellen said watching the action with fascination. She had never seen anything so sexy in her life.“Where is he?” Molly growled while glaring at the empty chair.“Who?” Ellen asked.“Mark O’Toole,” Molly answered.“Missing him?” Ellen asked in surprise that Molly was concerned about Mark.“The. Over the past week she had discovered sensuous nerve ends in places she never thought existed, from the very tips of her toes tingled to the ends of her hair that seemed to dance with electricity. When she read, her entire body took on a rosy glow. And what a lovely body it was too. Standing 5’2 in her favourite white pumps, the demure redhead was blessed with a deliciously curvaceous pair of boobs and a peachy bottom. ‘Oh doctor, doctor, doctor,’ she sighed out loud, absorbing a few more. I guess being a slut runs in my family. As mum does my makeup I continue to brood. I know Greg is 47 so he would have been 30 when he knocked mum up! That’s sick.First mum puts something on the red marks on my breasts and ass to ease the pain and reduce any swelling. Mum has a lot of experience with hiding bruises. Mum enjoys doing my hair and makeup before school. She puts so much makeup on me I look like a china doll, liquid black eyeliner, heavy black mascara, thick glossy red.