”“Maria, dear,” Georgia explained. “You are not Contessa; you are sometimes Contessa, but not right now. SHE is Contessa! The first time she c...me by, she surprise us at dinner and she still in wheelchair from psycho. This time, we got warning; so, everybody gonna speak English and this place gonna look nice.”Maria understood that there was no arguing this point and finished with the dishes. When Georgia finished her dusting, she ushered Maria into a kitchen chair and began inspecting her. " I'll take your word for it," I said, shrugging."Good. You should do that more often!"I grinned at her impudent smirk, then quickly pinched her side, causing her to squeal with laughter while she desperately tried to return the favor. As I was fending off her little hands, I noticed Stacey running over towards us."Hey Kelsey's brother," the gorgeous blonde said teasingly as she watched Kel and I mock fight."Hey Kelsey's captain," I grinned, happily playing along.Stacey gave me a beautiful. Hellos and a few words are exchanged, and a stroll is decided. The air is crisp and salty; the sun is whispering good night, giving way for the caresses of the darkness to fall. The route and destination unspoken and it is on a secluded patch of grass, in the distance a bridge, the water at their feet is now still and dark. Faith and Mikkel sit close, almost instantly as long time lovers. The ease of what is felt between them is what many would call kismet. Timid as she is, she sighs, and. She commented that his aim was remarkable and reminded him to put down the seat. He washed his hands while she started towards the stairs. He quickly caught up with her. They drank the smoothie from the same glass and the same spot where their lips had been.Mason felt supercharged and raring to go lift some weights. Emily went with him. She wanted to practice her yoga and stretch exercises. He did barbell rolls and deadlifts which required bending forward. This exposed his balls, swinging.