Darrell put on a pair of soft slacks and a comfortable sweater. He splashed a little cologne on his face and checked the time. He picked up the bottle...of SRU wine and read the instructions."Warning, read all instructions before opening this bottle. Not responsible for failing to read and follow all instructions."'Okay, we talked about being responsible for what happens if you're not careful but he brought that up. This is some kind of a joke but what the hell,' Darrell thought and read the. She had thought at one point that some of theguests that Linda had organised were going to be some of her old workcolleagues when she was Christopher and Linda was using this to makeher come out to even more people. This was company that Christinacould enjoy, after all everyone was in a similar state to a greateror lesser extent.With dinner finished, the seven adjourned to the bar for moredrinks. The evening was almost turning out to be a sort of hen nightwhich in some ways it was but with the. She was in her early 20s, only a few years younger than Helena, who’d married Maria’s great-grandfather, the Count, quite late in his life.“Good morning, Great-Grandmama,” Maria said as she sat down next to Helena on the couch. She grabbed one of the croissants off the plate. Jeanne smiled as she lifted another silver lid to produce two more and set them before La Contessa.“I know it’s just me and Jeanne, Dear,” Helena said to her great-granddaughter as she picked up one of the croissants. “And. Feeling a surge of heat in my belly, I wrapped her up, and held us tight, belly to belly. Her eyes sought mine, widening as her grin became lascivious. She pressed closer, rolling slim hips against me, mouthing my ear."You shuuure know how to compliment a girl," she purred.I chuckled and squeezed her tighter for a moment."Is it for me, or for that gorgeous actress." She bit my earlobe.I jerked my head back to mock glare at her."Both of you," I stated firmly, without expression. "I'm a slut,.