“Ah, yes, there is that,” he replied as his eyes momentarily glazed over thinking about the solitude. He shook his head a moment later and threw h...s arms up and around animatedly, exclaiming, “Enough of that though. You were right, my friend, there’s coal aplenty on that land!”The adults were smiling, and the little ones were laughing at his over the top gestures while Carla, Cristina, and Martina began bringing in dinner.“Eat first my friend, then tell us all about it over coffee,” I said as. " Shedid not even look back. Instead, I saw her go toward the door, but stopthere and begin talking to someone I never saw before, a muscular baldguy covered in tats, with many piercings and large gages in his ears. Isaw her point at me, pass him money, then hand him a bag from her tote.And with another saucy wink over her shoulder, she left, and that was thelast I saw of her, for the night.Raw fear enveloped me as I realized the gravity of my situation, and Ifelt hands from both sides, one on. It was as if they were our surrogate kids and that their parents were old friends. Over the following years we did become great friends and often went away together on vacation. Strange as it seems for an ex-banker but I even helped Ben out with his physics and maths for a couple of years. One day Monica dropped down for her ritual morning coffee in our kitchen and very politely asked if I wouldn’t mind tutoring Sara in French once a week. Apparently she was going through a heavy French phase. After about three minutes I started to kiss her neck, she put her head back and I kissed her throat, I put my hand on her breast and she moaned, and this was the prudish girl I used to know, but I also knew she probably hadn't had any form of sex for 5 years.I pushed the cardigan off her shoulders, and continued to feel her breasts, then I whispered in her ear to put her arms in the air, as she did I pulled her top off over her head and she was sat on the sofa wearing a white bra, I knew then.