She was kind, sweet, and forgiving to a fault, and the type of person who made life worth living, and extremely interesting. Even people who she didn'... like were simply ignored, and NEVER spoken of. She lived her life to the fullest, and taught her family to do the same. She was an immaculate home maker, an excellent chef, frugal, and tasteful. She saw the good in all, and loved to laugh and have fun. She enjoyed having her c***dren, and now, grandc***dren around her, spoiling them unmercifully. Louis opened the door, and ushered Natalie inside. He had placed a glorious bouquet of red roses in the room before he’d come to meet her, and had put a bottle of champagne on ice in a bucket beside them. ‘How beautiful,’ Natalie said, breathing in the delicate fragrance of the flowers which filled the room, partially covering the stale smell of must. ‘I thought you would like them,’ Louis said, looking from the flowers to Natalie’s face. ‘But your beauty far exceeds theirs.’ He came to her in. There was a fan buzzing nearby. I walked into the small room. On the right was an unmade bed. Clothes on the floor all around. And then I also noticed a big vibrator on the bed, still wet! On the left was a, more or less, clean kitchen. The window in the middle was slightly open, with on missing shutter. Kate was sitting on a sofa that was set against the wall with the window. Not what I expected, that's for damn sure. I looked at her. Dark hair. Somewhere between wavy and curly, and quite. Of course, Deb had no swimwear but she said she didn’t need any.We went to the Spa and we started to go to the change rooms. “Hey, why bother! I don’t have swimmers so I’m just stripping and jumping in,” Deb said.I watched as she undressed, she seemingly had no inhibitions as she unbuttoned her shirt and removed it revealing that she wasn’t wearing a bra. I had often imagined her tits and there they were on display; smallish, beautiful, and just teasing me as I gazed at them … I’m such a tit.