While my father was struggling with the Google translation on his phone, our embarrassment was spotted by that Italian family, which consisted in two ...iddle-aged parents with two sons, one about s*******n or eighteen, the other about five. Their skin colour was slightly lighter than the locals, but darker then the Italians from the North. They kindly offered their help, showing their pride at the beautiful Italian language. I noticed some thing rather strange in the look of their elder son. His. . where are you, Michael?" Over here Johnny!" John turned behind him and his jaw dropped open. Beforehim stood a young girl wearing a short, pleated school skirt, a sheer whiteblouse, a gorgeous matching silver necklace and bracelets, thigh-high whitestockings and 5 inch white heels. Her face was framed by beautiful blondelocks, falling down over her slight shoulders. "Michael?" queried John."No, sweetie, Michelle's my name. Do you think I'm sexy?" she asked turningslowly to grant John a show. “Because it’s fun,” I chuckled. “She knows I’m teasing. And I know she’s teasing.”“You don’t show a lot of emotion about us being pregnant.”“I don’t show a lot of emotion about most things these days,” I said. “But that’s part of my attempts to not be a drama queen.”“Maybe you’ve gone a bit too far the other way.”“Says the woman who shows almost no emotion,” I said.Jessica sighed, “It comes with the job. If you let your emotions out in the ER, people die. How often have you seen Doctor Barton. True to his word, he had showered and changed. If he looked good before in his work clothes he now looked amazing in a pair of jeans and dress shirt. Melody swallowed her mouth suddenly dry. She caught his masculine scent mixed with the sexy cologne he was wearing. The effect was intoxicating. Something she hadn’t felt in a very long time was stirring inside her and she was shocked she had even gone this far. It wasn’t just that she had gotten out of a relationship that spring; Melody hadn’t.