It was constant for a while, steady; but then it got a little louder and more pronounced, and I could clearly hear Mon breathing heavier, while her be... springs creaked lightly in unison with her now unmistakable sound.I threw on my light, jumped out of bed, and marched over to Mon's side of the room. I ripped her covers off her, revealing her sexy naked body. She was so shocked, her fingers were still buried deep inside her shaved vagina…shaved? At 16 years old, she was already shaving her. It was beautiful, We had stopped on the way to the beach to get a little release , as we had both had a massively busy week, We Stopped at a beautiful restaurant had a glass of wine with dinner it overlooked the ocean. The whole day was just perfect. We laid on the beach, chatting away. Then it happened.. I NEEDED release, however we were on a beach FULL of people. I gave him those eyes, he smiles, got up, took my hand and we headed to the water.. Once we were far enough out that the water was. Walking to the rail she could already she the outline of the island growing nearer. It looked so beautiful with long leaved trees, white sands, and the water it was so blue. So blue, just like his eyes. She looked up just then to see them looking down at her with a smile on his face. He called orders to the men, the men rushed to obey. He smiled down at her, ‘It’s beautiful isn’t it?’ ‘It is that, what is its name?’ ‘They call it Mayaquana, it’s a basically deserted island in the islands of. It was a picture of my mother as a baby, taken in 1926. The black and white photograph did not show the hair color and the dark blonde of my mother looked almost black. Suddenly I was not looking at my mother but at Ronnie. The eyes and the smile were strikingly similar and my heart leaped in this moment. I knew how much infants change in the early weeks and months but from this moment on I was convinced that Lillian's assumptions were wrong: I was Ronnie's biological father.Thinking it would.