He certainly seems to love life.’ ‘He does and he is very, very generous. He is renowned for his charity work in the area. He is a very nice man.�...� ‘Does he ever, you know, talk about Maria?’ I asked. ‘What, you mean the baby? Not now. At one time he was very up tight about it. We had a long talk several years ago. He was feeling bad about not being able to be a father to Silvio, you know, because he couldn’t obviously. He wanted to tell his father so that he could take responsibility. I told. I didn’t see a good end here, unless some fairy tale prince would sweep her off her feet, take her to his castle, and love and protect her for the rest of their lives. I hadn’t noticed any princes since we got here. Well, except for maybe Mike.I heard his boooming voice call out happily, and smiled at the surprised look on his face when I popped out of the bedroom.“Hello to you to, honey,” I giggled, “And before you ask, Carrie is cleaning the bathroom. Please don’t be angry at me for being. Ann's voice came from inside. "George?" Yeah." It's open. Come on in."I closed my eyes, took another breath, opened them, and opened the door. In one one-hundredth of a second, I thought of a hundred things I wanted to say to April.But I didn't say any of them.April was sitting against the wall in Ann's bed, wearing a t-shirt that obviously wasn't made for her, since it hugged her breasts too tightly and barely covered her navel. She had a blanket draped over her lap, and her bad ankle was. Without either of us saying a word an agreement was reached. Nicole began playfully moving her toes against my hardness. This gave me all the go ahead I needed, as I resumed moving my hand up her soft legs, until I was just inches away from her wet patch. By now Nicole was helpless to stop me, even as she weakly mouthed the words no and stop several times. Her body wanted more.When my index finger made contact with her outer pussy lips, it was like an electric shock ran through Nicole's body.