"...no. But...just remember what I said, alright?" Yess," I groaned, hiding my anger.So that night, I lay in bed thinking. I thought about Jordan. I t...ought about my mom, and even my dad.Everyone was telling me something different. My heart told me to be gay. My mom told me to be straight. Jordan just told me not to tell anyone about us or him. And my dad...he was telling me a bunch of things. He told me that he was disappointed, and that I was a disgrace. I just couldn't take it. I wanted to. You open your arms and I melt into you, arms around your waist, face against your chest. You press me tight against you, and turn us slightly to the door frame, so my back pushes against it. “And what does my princess want tonight?” your hands stroking my sides. I look up “Slow, and hard please daddy.” You smile down on me, and bring your lips to mine. A hard closed mouth kiss with fingers in my curls. In my heels you don’t have to bend over so far, so you pull my head up, almost stretching my. Gabby was a bit disappointed but she understood she could have done a lot worse than Juan Costas for a husband. She also did not want to risk her newfound position in society as a married woman by being discovered "En Flagrante" with a young man attending to her more depraved needs.It was shortly after they returned to Rio that Juan received notice that he would soon be appointed as Ambassador to Croatia, a newly formed country on the edge of the old "Iron Curtain". Gabby was not certain if. So I hatched a plan: we were gonna get her "drunk", she'd go to the bathroom naked, and "accidentally" go to Es room. She was down but was really nervous I'd regret it, so after a few days of us considering the pros and cons we agreed to do it. It started with us all down stairs drinking, she sneakly started drinking water. We all evertually went upstairs to our rooms. About 30 minutes later the plan was set in motion. She went to the bathroom then his room. At this point all I was able to do.