"Hi," the woman said in a sharp Brooklyn accent, "I'm Lauren - wife of Kushnati Koresh. My friend here is the wife of the eldest son of the Kalinin. H... calls her Victoria." I can see why," Henry said, conscious that she was watching him closely. "I understand that your husband wishes to discuss some financial matters." Henry looked across to where Kushnati Koresh was sitting in his wheelchair. He didn't look as if he was up to discussing anything much."Of course," said Lauren. "I will bring him. The lasagna is getting cold,” she said. As the three of us ate the delicious pasta Francine had prepared, and drank a bottle of Rosso di Montalcino from our cellar, we talked of Caroline and Christina’s visit, focusing on the Renaissance Faire and the Michigan Avenue shopping trip, and leaving out some of the other details. As we finished our lemon ices, Francine announced, “Norma came out by herself to talk about some difficulties her daughter Brenda and granddaughter Marcia are having,. Mum and Dad were siting in the lounge watching the TV morning news. They both said “Happy 16th Birthday Son” I thanked them. I got some toast and juice for breakfast and sat at the dining table to eat. My sister Pam came from behind and gave me a big hug for my birthday. Lucky she did not feel my hard on. I could not forget last night memory of them, lying on the floor whilst I came all over them. I wanted to run over there now and do the same again.After breakfast I returned to my bedroom and. He pushed her sweatshirt up and bunched it under her chin to expose her breasts, tried to unfasten the front clip of her bra. “Hmm-mmm,” she moaned, trying to struggle away, not letting him unhook her. “Here,” she whispered, and pulled up the cups to release her round, slightly sloping breasts with their long, bark-colored nipples. He took one in his mouth and sucked it so vigorously, so hungrily, that she flinched. Holding up her sweatshirt and bra with one hand, exposing herself for him there.