Her hair was almost white it was so blonde, her green eyes were a stark contrast to her tanned face, her slender nose led down to full lips which were...covered in a bright, glossy pink lipstick. She was wearing a tight, Lycra romper, in the same shade of pink as her lips, its plunging neckline revealing an incredible amount of cleavage. John let his gaze linger on her cleavage before trailing downward. Her long toned legs ended in a pair of 6 inch, pump heels. "Like what you see John?" She. Besides, up until now he doesn’t know how many of Amber’s friends know of their special relationship.When he reaches the bottom of the stairs, Leon sees his daughter and Jessica standing with a small group of girls and an older woman, presumably one of the girls’ mothers. It was definitely a good choice to wait. They are huddled in a circle chatting when the older woman notices him first. “You must be Leon,” she says with an accent. She has jet black hair and very nice breasts.The first thought. I trust them. If you agree, I'll invite them to join us."Again, a bit of discussion-the consensus was that George trusted them and thought they'd be helpful. It was enough.Frank Albers and Witt Charpenning were brought in and introduced to everyone. They already knew who most of us were, though we'd never heard of them before.Hazel said, "Frank and Witt's wives have graciously absented themselves from the house. They're down at the ring, watching Robin work with the horses. While they have an. How you survived that, I cannot fathom. No wonder you need three girls to love you; to make up for that.”Reg went over and kissed her, then said, “Thank you for your concern, Freda. You are a darling girl, and I really do love you.”Frances had had enough. “Right, Reg. You and I are going off to my bedroom, right now, before these two get their hands on you again.”Reg did not have to be dragged off. He just took Frances’ hand and went with her as directed. He was not even certain which bedroom.