"You are my man, and now you are Caroline's too. I am wealthy and you are over 18. The only thing they can do is accept it. If they don't, I will supp...rt us and they will have to live with it. I don't think they will disown you or give up their son. It might take some getting used to for them. I think they could accept you being with Caroline, but not you being with me. I have no intention of hiding from your parents or anyone else. I am proud to be your woman."The women began preparing for my. The exhibition is closing in ten minutes, perhaps we could discuss this over a drink?’ So we did. And a nightcap in my room. Next morning I awoke feeling much more like the young Naval officer I once was. I hadn’t sought out feminine company since Diane and I had separated. It wasn’t for want of interest, but more down to family necessity. The kids came first. Now, I decided that it was time to use the weekends when they were with their mother to develop a social life. The conference was. She felt herself shiver at the touch of his hands and body on her. She couldn't help it; every time she was around Marc Cord, the only thing she could think about was sex. Her body reacted accordingly, sending ripples of pleasure, of desire, swirling along her flesh.She took the glasses down and put them on the drainboard, but made no move to step out of his embrace. He continued to massage her breasts, pressuring the soft, resilient flesh and the erect buds of her ruby nipples. She could feel. Plus lots of books on shelves from floor to ceiling. Enduring the cold away from the blaze. she browsed the titles of these publications. She found some interesting biographies, a few novels, many books on history, and others. Some of interest, some not. She reached for a thick volume of the life of Winston Churchill-The War Years."Here's your breakfast," he said, handing her a plate of bacon, eggs and fried potatoes. " I'm not the best cook in the world but I'm not that bad either. I haven't.