‘I know, you’re father’s Lord Robert Locksley-May of Foxwood Hall. I googled you after you told me your name. I figured there couldn’t be many...Locksley-Mays kicking about, Miss Calandria.’ he said with an evil grin and chuckle. ‘And you didn’t say anything. You’re a rogue Andrew, but thank you for understanding and not being upset by my not telling you.’ ‘Calli I don’t care about your title, I even said I thought you were royalty remember? That doesn’t matter to me, you’re what matters.’ She. His posture spoke of discouragement and defeat, and he avoided looking directly at any of them as they settled in.They barely had Sandra and Eric in their rooms when Elise pulled up with the rest of their guests. Kirstin was in her late twenties and looked as totally miserable as anyone Dex had seen for a while. She and her children, Sean and Courtney, had fled with almost nothing of their possessions. Sean looked belligerent, while Courtney appeared constantly on the verge of tears, shrinking. Her smoothly shaved slit glistened with the moisture that I already knew was there but she had no visible pussy lips. Just a smooth, wet slit with only the slightest indenture for a hole at the bottom of the crevice as she stood before me. I ran my hands over her body in every direction, wanting to touch it all at once and asked if that spicy little mouth of hers knew how to suck a dick or if all it was good for was to crack wise. She frowned at this statement, reaffirming my belief that she. Afterwards, we had lunch, and Michelle arrived for our Sunday afternoon talk.“I was in the sauna earlier,” I said. “We can go there, or sit in the ‘Indian’ room, your choice.”“Don’t want to be hot and sweaty with me?” Michelle smirked.“Only if we’re not wearing bathing suits,” I teased back.“I think the ‘Indian’ room will be just fine,” she declared.“I like how you can be a bit silly,” I said.“Let’s just keep ourselves on the correct side of the line, shall we? Silly is OK, so long as it’s.