“I love you, Dan,” she smiled.“I love you too Karen.” They followed April over to the Taurus.“Now the Taurus is a bigger car than the Fusion... If the back seat room is important to you, then this car has a few more inches of head, leg and shoulder room. It has a longer wheelbase for a smoother ride.“We’re all in favour of smoother rides,” Karen joked.“Why don’t you, Diane and Brenda check out the back seat space in the Fusion and let me know how it feels to you?” Karen suggested. Diane honked. His wife was beautiful, and not just in his eyes. He’d overheard enough talk over a pint or three at the local pub to know she was the subject of much speculation, most of it lust fueled. And who could blame them? His gaze wandered over her body, only a thin white shift hiding her treasures from him. She was slender, but the slenderness of a young woman, rather than a boy. Her breasts although small, were perfectly proportioned upon her, her narrow waist making them look larger than they. She sucked soft skin of his lobe into her mouth and shivered as she rolled her tongue around it. Small hands slipped over the lines of muscles of his stomach, and when they dipped a shy inch beneath the elastic of his trunks he sucked in a breath of agony. Serena saw him pleading her to explore, to touch. Emboldened by his wordless urging, she slid a hand down until she brushed against hot, hardened steel. Her eyes widened and her mouth popped in a small “o” as she tried, unsuccessfully, to. I’ll fly back to London, from Athens, but on the way here I flew to Rome so I could have this crossing. Just for the lasagna.”Wesley restrained himself from criticizing the amount his companion drank and thoroughly appreciated the lasagna. At least he was assured that there would be no alcohol on their expedition.He and Jeremy boarded the same train to Athens. Wesley was surprised by the suspicion with which he was greeted on the train. Jeremy seemed not to be greeted with the same.