And Bermuda was lovely, as delightful as she remembered, as beautiful as she described. And on our last night there, we were standing on the balcony o... our hotel room, watching the sunset, when she turned to me and took both my hands in hers. We were dressed for dinner, enjoying a glass of wine before going down to the restaurant. In her high heels, she was nearly as tall as I. Holding my hands, she leaned closer and kissed me softly before whispering, "Darling Ray, light of my life, holder of. She said smiling with her hand still resting on the bulge in my pyjamas. “Did you understand what I was telling you earlier, about men and women and how babies are made?” she continued.“Well. . . some of it” I replied.“So do you know how to make that hardness go away now?"There was a whole load of stuff to take in from what she had been telling me and I had a whole lot of questions to ask, which I was planning to ask when we continued the conversation in the morning so I answered quite. She sat next to Audrey and produced a bottle of wine and three glasses from the picnic basket."Would you like a glass of wine Dave, or would you like a beer? We have both." Starting a little early today, aren't we?" I said.Judith just grinned and said, "My dad always says 'You can't drink all day if you don't start early'." Audrey laughed and took one of the glasses while Judith poured."You two are incorrigible," I said, shaking my head."Incorrigible?" Audrey said, batting her eyes innocently. ” Rebecca giggled and buried her face in the curve of his neck. His scent was a mixture of perspiration and some cologne she couldn’t identify. But when she licked him, he tasted of freedom. She reached behind her back, quickly unhooking her bra, but when she pulled the straps off her soft shoulders, Damien stopped her. He took over the task, kissing each inch of her skin newly revealed. The sheer cups fell away, baring Rebecca’s breasts to his view. Her nipples were smaller, but still.