.. it was Ronnie.Swallowing her pride she decided to contact him and see if anything was left of their love. First though, she needed to find out what...her ex had been up to over the past two years.She ended up calling Mo. She knew Ronnie had used the record label's money and the money from their divorce to start up a studio there in Brownwood and Mo was now working for him. She'd also learned he was managing several college and local bands both in Brownwood and the City.The call had gone pretty. ?Please we will be no trouble?. ?I know other with room?. The woman lifted the old telephone and spoke rapidly in the local dialect. Hanging up she said ?is done. Holding out her hand to Nicky she said ?passport? and grabbed it from Nicky’s hand, then taking her arm she said ?come with me?. Nodding in Cindy’s direction she said ?you wait here? Taxi come to take to other hotel and bring back tomorrow. I put on bill. With that she had gone, almost dragging Nicky with her. Cindy was in a. I came back to my senses as well-my head was reeling with all the visuals of the last hour….this was too much for me-a heady mixture that knocked me out….the only thing which kept working was my cock which was throbbing within my pants to the extent of being painful…I watched the car slowly roll out of the parking slot…i was wondering what to do when suddenly, the car halted a few feet ahead…the driver’s window came down and her hand came out…she gestured me over to the car…I came closer….she. When they asked him why he was in Tuscany, he told them it was a commercial photography assignment. Fortunately, they did not ask any more questions. When he returned to the lounge, Mrs. Barker said she was going to her bedroom for a little rest. ‘Why don’t you go to the other room? I have a surprise for you.’ ‘What kind of surprise? I assumed we would share a bedroom for the flight.’ ‘Trust me. You will be very satisfied with the surprise.’ Having no idea what Mrs. Barker was talking about, he.