I like to think I make her kiss me in the morning but I know she lets me. We finally got up to shower and watching her get up I fell back into some of...the old expressions I collect saying, "Dang girl, you look like you was rode hard and put 'way wet." Her hair was swirled and tangled, stringy in places, I loved it, "Bedroom Style" was my dumb thing, I preferred that style. She cracked up and yanked me up and we showered. That took about forty-five minutes because we had to make sure we were. I put my arm round her shoulder to try to comfort her but she was tense and tried to shrug it off. But I persisted and drew her to me. She let go, weeping quietly at first, and then sobbing hard as her face buried itself into my neck. In between huge sobs she said, "How could he... do this to me... I thought... he loved me."Of course he loved you, silly thing, he didn't forget you did he? How many girls your age are millionaires twice over?" I guess so," she said thoughtfully, "I didn't mean to. Next is the 6 inch glass dildo that I know is her favourite, she loves the feel of the cold glass and how it curves perfectly to hit her g-spot. She pulls a few other toys out, but I get distracted by her wet pussy as she bends over to retrieve them. I wonder what her plan is and run every scenario of what she will do. When Lexi faces the bed again, she has a large smirk on her face, “Hmm I guess I can allow your hands to wander a little, I don’t want to be cruel to my sweet Kitty.” I didn't. Two youngsters, a boy and girl, sat squeezed together on one of the fireside chairs where Lauren had slumped on many a boring afternoon watching the television. Behind the sofa, chairs had been arranged that were now occupied by what looked like the Generals entourage, both men and women, all younger than him by at least twenty years.Maria grinned excessively as she approached her uncle. "Uncle, this is Lauren. As I mentioned, she's the au pair of Emma, the girl who wants to entertain you this.