Natalie was the wife of Anthony’s brother, Carlo. They had been married for just under two years, and Maria knew that Carlo and Anthony were particu...arly close. Natalie snorted with laughter. “Oh yes, I’m happy to see the last of Grandma Capello’s old hairbrush,” she agreed. Turning to Maria, Natalie continued “I don’t envy you, Maria. It’s got quite a sting to it, not to mention decent coverage. If you’re lucky, Anthony will save it for ‘special occasions’!” Maria’s eyes widened, as she. This was definitely a moment for the latter and not the former.He mounted Gretchen without uttering an additional word, but his sigh of delight struck her to her core and she opened her feminine secrets to his usage with nary an objection or the slightest hint of reticence in response to his heated demands. She accepted his frantic pounding with a love-laden heart knowing that she had finally found her soul-mate and partner for life.The wave of release built slowly in Gretchen’s hidden. His elderly mother clutched at her charge, trying to deflect his attention, but he gracelessly found a way to actually insult me before he was stifled.The dinner discussion shifted to Port City merchant politics and the young man kept his mouth closed the rest of the night. I marked the man as no friend of mine, so his business wouldn't benefit from my knowledge. The dinner turned into an object lesson for me, a reminder that Port City nobles were certainly a different breed from the Convey. In our kitchen we had tall stools at the breakfast table and I sat on one of those not thinking about anything really and differently not about sex, I was facing the back door and saw dad coming up the garden path, there was no need for me to feel uncomfortable even if I had been sitting here stark naked in front of my dad would have been alright because we were all used to being that way with each other, dad came in and I noticed him look at my lap, he had no top on and an old pair of trousers.