’ Ivy muttered. ‘What?’ he asked ‘Nothing, just thinking to myself’ Ivy replied. ‘Look, I see the way you too look at each other, I know t...at like such a cliché but it’s true. Like star crossed lovers. And the way she went on about you yesterday when I finally got her to spill ‘Sure he’s good-looking but he’s so much more.’ And ‘The way he smiles and the way his eyes crinkle. And boy can he listen!’ Ivy mimicked. ‘She really said that?’ Kurt asked, like a hopefully puppy dog. ‘Yep. But never. Yet, too private and too personal, he didn't want his friends seeing him naked in the way that he wanted his friends to see his wife naked. Moreover, if he was in bed having sex with his wife, he'd have to extinguish the lights and chances are, once her eyes grew accustomed to the dark, she may be able to see his friends sitting outside on their back deck. Moreover, his friends wouldn't be able to see his naked wife as well in the dark as they could with the bedroom light illuminating her. Her breasts were a similar size to mine, and like me she would display as much of them whenever she could. I had dressed the girls in matching, frilly, primrose yellow dresses and straw hats. They loved the girl clothes me and Felicity put them in. We arrived at the Tuscany house early evening after many hours on the road. The house was approached through vineyards, along a winding drive. It was massive and beautiful, Trinity and Bradley had certainly made money! I took the girls to their room. “I’m sorry Ms. Dobbs, I…..uh….it isn’t what it looked like.”“Oh really? Because it looks like you were getting you penis sucked in the middle of my library. Now what I should do it call your parents, or maybe I could call the cops and get you arrested for public indecency.”“No Ms. Dobbs don’t do that. Ill do anything to make it up. Please.”She looked at me with disappointment. She looked me up and down. My pants were still down but my boxers were on. I saw her staring at my crotch and all of a.