Cos Dad taught me… – Good morning Melanie. I think I’ve met everyone in your family now. Maybe you should put your tea and toast down somewhere?... Maria intervened: – Not quite everyone Sandy. Just wait, you must meet Bartok… Melanie kissed her briefly before her elder daughter ran down the stairs, two at a time. Entered the room properly, put her arms round the other two, bent and kissed Sandy’s brow. She wanted her children to know she cared for this man. She had to be open with them, to an. He was red-faced, and his heart was beating in his chest like a drum.“I think I’ve created a monster,” he chuckled, his laughter interrupted by a gasp as she slid her hand beneath his shirt and lightly dragged her claws across his belly. She locked him in another probing embrace, this one clumsier and more urgent, Jules struggling to unfasten his belt as she pressed him up against the wall and ravished him. Every deft stroke of her tongue sent another surge of excitement coursing through him,. A chill struck through her as the pleasant smell reminded her of the sour scent of Mark's decaying body.Pulling away, Judy pushed the shirt back off Andrew McCarter's broad shoulders. As she did, he began unbuttoning her blouse. He paused a moment while she carefully hung his shirt up. Somehow, Judy knew she had to be meticulously careful with his clothes.She found herself thinking about Mark. She was worried about him. He had been in a terrible state when she had left."Beautiful," Andrew. We repeated the introductions, including me seeing how they reacted to the plural "girlfriends". They accepted it as if it was the most natural thing in the world.I made a couple of very enthusiastic comments about how much I was looking forward to dinner, which the ladies seemed very happy to hear.After the ladies left us, I said to my girls, "I feel a little embarrassed about not introducing the other three girls to everyone. I fear I'm slighting them. I might go spend some time with them. Is.