He would read them later at his convenience and he would discuss them with Don Sebastian if necessary in the coming days and not before then.The meal ...ad been tedious at best. The old man from Madrid had been an acquaintance of Don Hugo's brother and he had spent much of the meal speaking about the man. This had pleased Dona Isabella, but it had annoyed Don Hugo to no ends. When Don Diego had intruded upon their meal, Don Hugo had left his niece and her companion in the care of Don Sebastian.. Taking a few deep breaths, Amy made her way to the stationary bikes. Getting into position she began to peddle. She was hoping to get the images out of her mind, to try to escape her fantasy by peddling away from them. Her breathing started to pick up as she got herself up to speed, trying to think of mundane things; her work, sports, the last movie she saw. Nothing was working. Then, as Amy shifted her weight her movements caused her to inadvertently rub her swollen clit against the bike seat.. I don’t want to talk. I want to lose myself in you, in your breathing, in your touches and your kisses. I just want to feel and react and turn myself over to my senses. I wore my red lace bra and panties just for you. I want to watch your hands as you remove them from my body. I want to watch your eyes follow the garments as they fall to the floor and then come back to meet mine. I want to see how much you want me.I want to reach out and touch your face and feel the heat from your skin under my. “Corned beef and cabbage and French sourdough bread. Wash up, it’s ready.”We came back, and Nan sat down next to me. Dad walked in and said, “How is everybody?”“Pretty good,” I said.“Fine dear,” mom answered.“Spectacular,” Nancy said.“And why is that?” he followed up putting his napkin on his lap.“I got asked to go to the Blake Shelton Concert. It’s in two days,” she explained.“And who is the lucky fellow whom I get to interrogate before he takes my pumpkin out to a concert.”“Uh ... that would.